One Of Them

000

In a chaotic world,
two souls drawn together,
thoughts entwined, seeking comfort,
bodies craving warmth and unity,
like flames dancing in a gentle breeze.

A force of nature,
driven by restless energy,
reaches out, offering solace,
a gentle calm amidst the storm.

A beacon of light,
longing for connection,
meets a strong embrace,
grounded and unyielding.

Connection ignites a brilliant tapestry,
weaving light and shadow in a celestial dance,
sparks of passion and tranquility
create a universe of shared essence and desire.

Together, forming a cycle,
endless like a supernova,
drawing everything into its embrace.

The world outside was chaos,
but in this moment, all she could feel was him—Pulling out, thrusting in.
She had lost count of rounds, mind fuzzy, gaze hazy as she looked up at him.

Above eyes filled with raw intensity, brows furrowed as he focused on her. Tension built as he moved impossibly close, grinding her with a rhythm that sent waves of pleasure coursing through both their bodies.

With a push her back arched, eyes in unison in bliss, a moan escaping her lips. "Killi," she gasped, "don't stop."

With no intention of stopping he leaned down capturing moans with a passionate kiss as if they were his own. Hands traced over her body, fingers skilled and insistent, rubbing expertly against her most sensitive spot with a pinch and caress, each touch sent sparks of electricity through her.

His lips trailed down her neck, sucking on her breast and nipping at the skin, as she peered down his gaze met hers watching as he trailed marks of possession on every spot he stopped at, that made her heart race.

All she could do was bite her lip, to hold back the sounds, the pleasure was too intense, overwhelming her senses.

This was how it often went.
She would find herself at his door, after the second knock. He would open it, standing tall, bare-chest in all his glory his presence a force to be reckoned with! In the light he was stoic always had a poker face, sharp and deadly.

But in the dark with the light cast a shadow he seemed even more alluring despite the darkness held in his gaze. He drew you in with one look that ignited a type of spark within you.

So there she stood as he scanned her, an oversized shirt—probably his—and barely covering her. 'She was lucky she was only a door away'

"I can't sleep," two bright eyes looked up at his! A clear indication of 'let me in' he thought! When she was in front of him everything around her blurred out, taking away any thoughts, the way she held a type of warmth in her eyes and beautiful smile stopped him and anyone around in their tracks, waiting for her next move.

But he knew better than anyone that underneath her sweet looks and soft aura she was filled with a deep passion much like his. She held an allure that made your feet move on their own, and when she embraced him she held a type of familiarity that was like home.

Only thing that made them different was that he wouldn't hesitate to kill anyone or thing that stood in his way, whereas she always took the righteous approach before the blow!

Two muscular hands reached up to hold onto the door frame almost as wide as him, eyes intense he finally replied "hmm and what's that got to do with me?" A familiar mix of annoyance and amusement. Yet, despite the cool words, there was a warmth and knowing in his eyes.

"Can I come in...please?" she'd ask, like always he would step aside as she ducked under his arm almost the same size of her face.

"You're getting too comfortable in my space,"

She'd scoff, reminding him, "Yeah, and you came to my room the other night. I could say the same thing."

A chuckle came from behind her before a hands gripped her waist closing the distance. Somehow, they always ended up in each other's beds. Bodies hot and sweaty, tangled in sheets. A necessary escape from the chaos outside.

His kisses were intense his touch just the same a fierce hunger, hands gripping her hips from behind he pulled her closer, lining up before closing the space his body claiming hers with each powerful and hard thrust.

Delicate fingers tangled in his hair, pulling him deeper, nails digging into his shoulders as she clung to him, lost in the storm of their passion.

After a long day, when exhaustion clung to his bones, he would seek her out. His eyes, tired and heavy, would find hers, the unspoken need in them tugged on her heart. For her, his strength and solidity were a refuge.

In his arms, she found safety, his steady heartbeat a reminder that she wasn't alone. Their moans mixed, a symphony of raw desire, as he drove her higher, relentless in his pursuit of their shared pleasure.

The next night after coming back late he came to her door! Expecting his arrival after one knock, the door opened,"You need rest."

"That's why I'm here"

Together, they were a sanctuary from the chaos outside, a shared solace that neither could find elsewhere.

Their bodies and souls entwined in perfect harmony. As they both lay in silence wrapped in comfort it was in moments like this, he realised how much he needed this—needed her—to clear his mind, to ease his soul.

And she understood, as it to did the same for her. She needed him just as much as he needed her both knowing that this connection was what mattered, here and now.