To Be Alone

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He watches her body from afar slowly making her way through the hallway he swears is in the back of his mind not in front of him. His heart begins to race as his mind wanders through the dark parts of his mind. The thought of how good it would feel to be alone with her. To have her all to himself, just one thing for once in his life. The gut wrenching feeling of hearing her call his name instead she whispers "imagine being loved by me" as she walks away. It becomes this cat and mouse game between the two. He continues to watch her from afar making her think to herself; question herself is he that into her?

She thinks to herself "oh god to hear him growl, to hear him plead his lust for me. To hear him describe the warmth of my skin" Oh fuck he might be the death of me. To feel his tongue loving me, to have a taste of the forbidden pearl rosary. This moments of silence when my baby puts their mouth on me. Oh how it would feel good to be alone with him. While he eats me up like forbidden fruit,  juice drips down his face while he growls for me to stay still. I watch him sit there still and calm while I make my way past him. He stays still while I stand there weak and beginning to tremble while I look at his face.

The way they looked at each other like two starved souls. Their eyes were filled with lust but the most respect for each other. The type to not push boundaries but to playfully touch each other in a subtle seductive way such as gliding one's fingers across an arm. Nothing was secretive between the two when they thought they were being sneaky, the eyes they gave each other the body language told all. You would think they were made for each other. Their height difference was the selling point if they hadn't already given each other fuck me eyes.

She gave him a drawing of a pomegranate cut in half with its juice dripping down the paper. "What's this for? Is this something to remember you by?" He said in a concerned tone. She took a step back and looked down at him with a confused look on her face. As he sat there admiring her drawing she was shocked by the tone and the words "remember you by". She started to blush thinking to herself "we hadn't done anything.. I- wait...". She leaned against the table he was sitting at and began to speak "oh, now why would you want to remember me by this?" He smirked while he looked at her nervously touching his pants "You act like remembering you by this beautiful fruit is a bad thing. When I looked at this it reminded me of Hades and Persephone..."

He looked her up and down very slowly making her lean in closer to him. He leans back in the chair trying to slow down his breathing as they both begin to blush. "Her lips are the most perfect things I have ever fucken seen. God she's moving without moving and when she moves, I'm moved." She smiles and moves her hair out of her face. While she moves the rubber band off her wrist he watches every movement with the biggest grin. "Wouldn't it be easier to put your hair up in the mirror?" He asked in a sarcastic tone but the way she responded made him gulp. "I think you're doing a fantastic job being my mirror, besides I can care less how my hair looks I am at work after all... and you Sir are interrupting my oh so important job." He stands up looks her in the eyes then moves his hands to the back of her head to tighten her messy half up half down hairdo. "Fine I'll head out back to my oh so important job as well, but first let me fix this for you Ms. know it all." She looks up at him then begins to stand up and touch his perfectly ironed black button up on the shoulder ever so gently. "Thank you, you are so kind. Before you leave, I would love for you to tell me more about Hades and Persephone."

Before he could respond she turns away and walks back to her workstation. He takes out the drawing she made him and starts to grin. While he looks at it more in depth, he sees she left her number along the pericarp. "What a woman god if she keeps this up, she might be the death of me." He takes out his phone and enters her number in but puts her name as "Too Sweet" and begins to walk away out the door...

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