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sidhe_faerie) wrote2015-04-19 12:53 pm
sidhe_faerie) wrote2015-04-19 12:53 pm
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Feast
Feast
He put his hand on her back. The warmth of her skin through the thin fabric made the touch more than a simple touch. Touch became a temptation.
He yielded to the temptation. He pulled her closer. He let it guide him to her lips. Temptation became a kiss. He had longed to taste her.
The taste became a hunger he needed to satisfy. He was a starved man and she was his last meal. He intended to make a make a feast of her.
It was all he could do to control himself. Even though he didn’t want to.
He put his hand on her back. The warmth of her skin through the thin fabric made the touch more than a simple touch. Touch became a temptation.
He yielded to the temptation. He pulled her closer. He let it guide him to her lips. Temptation became a kiss. He had longed to taste her.
The taste became a hunger he needed to satisfy. He was a starved man and she was his last meal. He intended to make a make a feast of her.
It was all he could do to control himself. Even though he didn’t want to.