The Hunger
Mar. 30th, 2005 11:41 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
franceslievens“I find you very attractive.” His whisper caressed the bare back of his dancing partner's neck. Turn, turn, shuffle. Her eyes met his and a slight smile crept over her lips. They switched partners. It would take another round to get an answer. Turn, turn, shuffle. His eyes followed her making her way through the line. He didn't notice the lady next to him saying something. He only noticed her skirts rustling against the legs of other men and he felt the sting it left in his own gut. Turn, turn, shuffle.
There she was, back in his arms. “So you do.” Her voice sounded cool and soothing and made him weak at the knees. Turn, turn, shuffle. She was gone again, led into the hands of another.
Later that night he lay on his back on the bed, his eyes closed to slits like a cat's. He savoured her kisses and let his hands wander underneath her skirts. “Just let me relish this moment.”
“It's as far as we go.” She lay beside him now and studied the hunger on his face. With a swift turn he ended up atop of her.
“Who says I want to stop?” But she was gone. A faint shimmer and there were only blankets that lay underneath him, like she hadn't been there at all.
There she was, back in his arms. “So you do.” Her voice sounded cool and soothing and made him weak at the knees. Turn, turn, shuffle. She was gone again, led into the hands of another.
Later that night he lay on his back on the bed, his eyes closed to slits like a cat's. He savoured her kisses and let his hands wander underneath her skirts. “Just let me relish this moment.”
“It's as far as we go.” She lay beside him now and studied the hunger on his face. With a swift turn he ended up atop of her.
“Who says I want to stop?” But she was gone. A faint shimmer and there were only blankets that lay underneath him, like she hadn't been there at all.
