Thanatos : The Black Dawn

(31)Ink Blotted Coast (Part 2)

It was safe to say that I had no idea what to expect from him, but there was no doubt in my mind that I'd enjoy whatever he decided to give me.

In that moment, all I could think was 'just act like you know what you're doing'. I knew he'd do the rest.

Thanatos dropped me on the bed and loomed over me with dark, red eyes. His voice was caked with lust. "I've never wanted anything more than this..."

I shivered and tried to prop myself up onto my elbows, but he was on top of me before I had the chance. Thanatos unhooked his cloak and lightly threw it over the chair by the desk. His hungry eyes stared down at me with a profound impatience. Hypnos was right; there was one thing Thanatos was not- patient.

"More than you..." He added softly.

My body reacted to his words and I felt hot all over- in places I never knew I could. "I'm still not giving you that." I replied with a firm voice and a look that was more playful than serious- but I was serious.

He could tell. It didn't really faze him too much. "I know... I'd be disappointed by anything else, to be honest."

I pulled him down and began tugging his shirt out from his belt. "Don't lie to me; you're desperate for it."

He chuckled wickedly and leaned over to whisper to my face; "Aurora, I'm going crazy thinking about you. Every second of every day- you're always on my mind..."

I bit my lip and undid his belt, while my eyes bore into his. "Good."

"Tell me it's the same for you." He asked urgently. Thanatos took his unhooked belt from my hands and yanked it off. It dropped onto the floor with a soft clang. "Tell me, please."

"All the time." I whispered to his face; my eyes shaded with long lashes and a dark look. Thanatos' hot breath fanned my face; he moaned softly and I felt him press himself up against me. "Yes..." He whispered back.

I contemplated pushing the envelope. Alas, it wasn't so much a contemplation, but a conclusion. With a look that could make his breathing stop, I propped myself all the way up and hungrily added; "Especially when I'm alone, in bed... At night."

Thanatos jumped the wagon way before it was even necessary to clarify what I'd meant. He knew. Oh, he knew immediately what I was suggesting. "I've touched myself to the thought of you so many times."

The mere image of him thinking about me, while he tried to ease his fantasies was beyond any form of satisfaction I'd ever felt. It was more electric than the cosmos I'd held in my hands earlier. It was addictive.

Thanatos pushed me down against the mattress and pulled his shirt over his head. My eyes ran down his bare chest; the room spun a bit.

He was tanned, muscled and looked like a man- not a boy. His dark, coarse hair was trimmed, but not all gone. I preferred it. It suited him; this primal, brutish and commanding presence.