Can I Kill You? (COMPLETED)

I Always Will

We both gazed at each other with a sparkle of the moon, reflecting it's shine.

We both could feel it linger and tingle our skin.

We both wanted it.

Next thing I knew, in a flash, his fingers stroked the waistband of my underwear. My eyes remained on him like a spitfire, throwing off his belt away.

He pulled my underwear down in one swift movement, sending an invitation down my private area.

And i couldn't resist myself but wrap my legs around him. He pulled down his pants and underwear, revealing his...umm...genitals...

I pretended not to look at it...but my eyes sort of...landed there...the forbidden fruit..

I closed my eyes, covering my face.

"I am sorry! I didn't mean to stare at it like--"

"Like what you see, Mrs Callie?"

My mouth drew open at his question, the soles of my feet and palms growing sweaty. He came closer, his body pressing against mine in a divine felony. I shut my lips close.

His lips brushed against my ears like hot butter.

"I like what I see as well."

My breath halted as his words slipped down my chest, going further down. I removed my hand from my face, glancing at him straight in the eye.

His eyes appeared like that of an awakening night wolf, freezing hot and burning with desire. Without further delay, he straightened himself, giving me a taste of him in one swift motion, one bend at each gasp.

I shut my eyes close, breathing hard as he went on, strangling moans out of me.
It was a symphony, a creation, a masterful mix of butterflies, short breaths, sinful sounds and devil's smirks.

It was everything in between, everything you could ever ask for.

All of the world. All of the magic.

The satisfaction and belonging it gave me made me realise how much I wanted this, and the way he changed the pace when needed told me that he knew what he was doing.

And he was doing it perfectly, just the way he himself is.

With flaws, mistakes and everything --

But perfect.

He slowed down, giving me a chance to catch my breath as he held the blanket, lying beside me.

I turned my head, finding him already admiring me with a look that held a thousand year old treasure.

And i was the only diamond to be found.

"Watcha thinking?" I perked up on my arms, raising my eyebrows at him.

He didn't say anything, instead the corner of his lips curled into a sweet smile.

I tilted my head, closing on his face, tapping his cheek with my finger.

"Tell me! Now!"

He came closer until our foreheads touched in a flower blossom. He lifted his face up, rubbing his nose against mine.

It made me tingly, but i resisted the urge to laugh.

But he kept going, and I cracked.

"Was just thinking of ways to make you laugh."

He muttered under his breath, hoping I wouldn't hear it, but every single word of his stood crystal clear, sending butterflies in my stomach.

It wasn't the fact that we were both naked, lying in the bedroom of our own house covered in sheets, but him and his sugary words that went straight through my heart.