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Just something that I wrote up during a quick break in college. Welcoming all criticism. |
In the twilight of dusk she grabbed him, pressing her lips to his without a single thought. As she leaned back, he could not miss the glint in her eyes nor could she miss the slow spreading smile on his face. Two quick steps and he had her against the wall, their bodies locked together in the moment. Her delicate hands grasped his back, nails leaving subtle scratches in their wake, as she felt his mouth tenderly on her neck. To feel his teeth against her pearlescent skin is what she wanted, this he knew, but teasing was too irresistible. Gently he moved her hair behind her ear, revealing an ashen neck he tenderly brushed his lips against. She felt the slow smile work across his mouth as he heard her first uncontrolled sigh, her restraint weakening. A sharp gasp escaped from her as he bit onto her slender neck, breaking her every reserve and shattering her resolve. Her senses reeled as his hands lightly brushed along her body, tracing intricate patterns on her skin, and his teeth played across her neck. As the first moan broke from her lips, she felt the warm of his breath slide from her neck to her collar, seeping through the gossamer dress she wore, and back to the other side of her neck. When his teeth met her neck again, the urges took over and she saw the world gradually fade away until only they remained. |