Ariana Imagines

#20: A Little Death

Ariana's POV:

  I read from my notebook, my legs crossed and my head resting on my hand. School work has been getting heavy and all I want to do is lay in bed. Suddenly the hot air around me turned cold. I smirked as I felt a cold breath at my neck and a sudden shift on the bed. Cold lips kissed my neck lightly. "Stop stressing," her light voice whispers. "let me help you." her face comes into view as she looks down at my homework. She looked beautiful as always, the fact that she was dead didn't matter for her looks. "Blah, blah, blah.." she mumbles as she folds my notebook and puts it on the counter. I smile small at her, looking at her trying to find her eyes. Finally our eyes meet, her emerald green eyes. So light yet so dark, they look so filled of secrets, mystery, yet care and vulnerability.

  She pushes me back onto the bed quickly with her causing me to chuckle. She cuddles into me her cold body makes me feel better. My hand goes to her head playing with her hair. Her face comes closer to mine and we start to kiss. The kisses I put in start getting rougher. A feeling I have never felt before comes onto me. My hand starts to travel onto the end of her shirt pulling at it. She stops the kisses and looks at me weirdly. "What?" I ask out of breath. "N-Nothing." she says unsure of what I want. She kisses me again lightly but my feelings are to hard to cover. My lips go to her neck leaving small pecks. "Ari." she mumbles almost like she's unsure about the whole situation. "Yes?" I smile, "Are you sure about this?" she looks in my eyes deeply. I nod and smile at her, I have mixed feelings but right now I wanted her.

  She plays with my hair for a few seconds, I admire her beauty but my patience is running out. Suddenly she rolls on top of me, the feeling hits me again. The feeling of eagerness, love, lust, and pleasure. Her cold lips kiss me again and her tongue slips into my mouth. Her kisses are slow and passionate her cold hands go to my hot cheek. Her lips travel to my cheek, jaw, than neck. My eyes close in pleasure, I want more. Her fingers play with the end of my shirt bringing it up slightly. Her eyes look into mine as if asking if its okay. I nod. She looks into nothing thinking and looks like she is unsure if doing this is right. "Please." I beg whispering. Her eyes meet mine again and she smiles. She takes off my shirt and her lips touch my neck again. She goes down to the middle of my chest right where my heart is. Her lips kiss the top.

Her fingers play with the start of my jeans. Than she unbuttons it and pulls then down quickly, her eyes look at me dark with lust. Finally.......