He was glaring at me from the other end of the corridor.
Sharp and hard.
It made me feel nervous.
He made his way towards me, his walk strong and postured.
By now he was eyeing me up and down, whilst a sneaky smirk appeared across his pale face.
There was no one around in the empty corridors.
The silence was heart wrenching.
Yet, it was as if our bodies were calling for each other.
I could hear his faint breaths echoing throughout the walls, making me shudder.
He inched closer to me as i slowly backed up into the stone wall.
He placed his hands on my waist.
I was hesitant at first, then placed my hand onto his.
His face made its way near mine.
I could feel his warm breath against my neck.
I arched.
He noticed.
"Well well kitten."
Before i knew it his soft lips collided with mine as he whimpered and struggled for breath.
His hand wrapped around my throat, his cold silver rings embedded into my skin.
His other hand made its way up to my skirt.
He looked to me for approval, and i gave in.
Panting and pouncing at each other, he placed wet kisses along the side of my neck, leaving a mark.
Claiming what was his.
