•Little Black Dress~Natasha•

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(Isn't based off a song)

Little Black Dress

Skin so soft that its killing you softly

Eyes so cold its making you frosty

Blood red lips that you wanted to press

There she stood in the middle of your room. Looking like heaven but giving you hell. Curves that swirled from top to bottom and red locks you wished you could swim in.

That little black dress, and blood red lips. It was killing you slowly and softly. It was torture, the pain of her being there, far away from you. You've waited to long. Held in the want and need for it. You can tell she had too. By the smirk on her face and the look in her eyes.

You growled as you made your way to her. Hoping for relief as you touched her skin.

And you got it. With a low moan you grabbed her and pulled her against you. The lipstick smudged as you clashed your lips against hers. The kiss was all lips, teeth and tongue. Passion showed in the kiss and your eyes. They became a dark e/c as your tongue slipped into her mouth, exploring the dark cavern. She never protested against you so you went further.

You wanted it. You needed it Even if for a few minutes, you needed it. Even if you could only it have it and never talk to her or give her a second glance you needed it.

You needed her

"Tell me a lie" you whispered "kiss me in the dark and forget my name tomorrow; we can get drunk on wandering hands and never speak again. I have been good all my life and held it in but now I want to be reckless. I wanna live it up just because. Throw your cards on the table and watch me play them. Break my heart or let me break yours"

You held her closer. Tight against your body, chest to chest, eye to eye. The fabric of the tight black dress and her skin ran smoothly under your hands like a newly made road. Waiting to be discovered and traveled. Waiting for someone to use it over and over again. Waiting to be worn down and broken just to be made again.

And that's exactly what happened.

"God, God, God" she wanted to scream "I'm greedy and hungry for something real this time. So give me everything: hands and teeth and nails. Give me low whispers and growls and backs against walls. Give me knees apart and I am yours. Give me neck kisses and neck bruises and a hundred times again I am yours"

So that's what you gave. You gave the teeth against teeth kisses and the hard kisses on the neck. You have the growls and the low whispers in her ears as she came undone with her back pressed hard against the wall.You gave her the nails into her thighs and arms, leaving crescent shaped marks into her soft skin. You gave her the knees apart and took her to nirvana. Right then and there, she became forever yours.

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