SASSY💋

π| SEVEN

π| SEVEN

***That game we are playing flower, is it is really over?...

~ Rachel

Heat.

Hot. Sizzling. Scorching. Scalding. Scathing. Smothering.

You know that emotion very well, extremely. It is desire and want and lust mashed together to form something without a name but yet still existing. Actually, it takes you by surprise, the fire that rises in you though you should have expected that from a kiss with someone like her.

You can not also say that the kiss surprised you because you had known that something like this would happen. And even if you hadn't known, there were a lot of tell tale signs that should have told you so before both of you locked lips.

For one, you had to have known that something was up when she told you that it was game over. You ought to have known when she had advanced towards you with the look in her eyes betraying the intent to ravish. You ought to have known when she had told you that you had walked right into her trap. You ought to have known when she had reached out to you, wrapped her hands around your waist and drawn you to her. You ought to have known when she had asked you to say something lest she carry out her threat. you must have known at that moment because you knew her threat. And if you hadn't really known till then, then oughtn't you have known when her lips lifted up into a smile as her fingers trailed leisurely down you face, oughtn't you? It rang rather loud and clear inside of your chaotic head, her threat, the very one that she had almost finished executing

'If you come one step closer, it would mean that you want me to have you little kitten.' Her voice is enticing still in your head as it is outside of it.

You had known that she meant what she had said to you, every single one of it and you had begun to wonder how you were sure that she did. But did you really have the time to actually do so. No you didn't, not when she was on you like that, her lips tenderly but assuredly moving over yours and yours going along so easily with hers, completely in sync.

She kissed you till you saw stars in your eyes, behind your closed lids. It was simply her, the stars and nothing else. Her mouth possessed and repossessed yours over and over again, both of you forgetting that you were currently at a public place in a rather public spot. That also didn't deter you from moaning greedily into her mouth at the things that she and her kiss was making you feel. Her hands around your waist tightened significantly as if she was holding unto you so tightly because she was afraid of losing you. Though you liked that the gesture pressed you into her like sausage in a sandwich, softness against tenderness, breast against breast, thigh against thigh giving you some sort of soul to soul feeling; you liked it way better because you really loved the fact that someone didn't want to lose you.

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