VegasSkye

He bit down on the tender skin on his lips, his teeth almost breaking the skin, anger seized through his body, as he read the words on the screen in front of him. A slow dispositional anger, he ran his hand across his cheekbone, it felt so wrong, so very wrong. He looked out of the window to the left of him; the sun was still in the sky, shining above everything with gleaming light, nothing outside had changed. So why? Gently his index finger continued down his chin, his mind couldn't grasp it. Was there any need for it? No. Why? As he inhaled he felt a sharp pain in his chest, and he hated it, so much. His eyes clasped shut for a few brief s

His body stilled as he felt her breathe on the nap of his neck. Her body was so tightly pressed up against him, he felt her heartbeat, a distant sound, like a lullaby one would listen to when they were a child and then re-discover in their 30's. In some senses she was so close yet so far. Words couldn't leave his mouth they dried and hid behind his tongue. Tension kept him grounded, unable to move, he didn't even know why. Did he want to run? He was clearly stronger than her, but, could he? Would he? Slowly, he flicked his hair over hiding any emotion he could be showing. His eyes kept drawing to her, her fiery hair sprawling over her shoulde

She felt the heat fall over her face as they landed his body weight up against her; he gripped onto the sheets, his fingers tightened against the material. Slowly, she looked up at him as he loomed over her, she could feel his whole body pressed against hers. Everything, and even though she knew it shouldn't it felt good, the tightening in her chest continued as he shuffled his chest closer to hers. As she turned many shades of red in seconds she turned her head so it was buried under his arm before whispering "You okay?" The few seconds he took to reply felt like minutes