Tempting Touch

We're playing with fire

Spider sat on Lucy's chair, the London newspaper in his hands.
"5 murders in a row! Can you believe that? I wonder who is going to be the next victim! What if it's one of us?"
Lucy rolled her eyes and played with her nails. "Don't worry, Spider. As it said there, the madman only killed those rich hypocrites. It's almost impossible that he'll come after people like us."
Spider sighed in relief.
"I really hope so, eh."

"Lucy!"
"Henry!" Lucy jumped out of the couch she was lying on with pure joy, only to find Hyde. "Oh," she murmured, her expectations destroyed. "For a moment I thought it was someone else." She despised his presence, turning away and crossing her arms.

"Oh, Mr. Hyde, eh!" Spider grinned. "Your visits here are becoming very frequent, my friend! I think I might have to ask for more money, huh?"
Hyde looked at him and grinned.
"Sure, why not?" He threatened to drop the small money bag on Spider's hand, but suddenly grabbed the pimp's arm with an incredible strenght, twisting it so hard that Spider screamed and howled, falling to the ground.
"Take that bloody money and leave us alone at once!" Hyde yelled and threw the money at him.
"Bastard." Spider muttered under his breath and crawled to the exit of Lucy's room.

"I have rather sad news, Lucy." Hyde stated as he walked to her and offered his hand. She gave him her own while he continued. "I must go away for a while. A friend and I have a little dispute to settle." He danced his fingers on her shoulder. The "sad news" made Lucy happier than ever. She couldn't help but opening a bright smile.
"What? Glad to see me go?" He asked, noticing the change in her face.
She stayed silent for some seconds and then replied, still with a smile. "No, sir."
"You're lying!" He yelled, wrapping one of his arms around her neck in order to choke her slightly, and the other on her waist. "I can always tell when you're lying, Lucy."

Hyde agressively ripped off her long black skirt, leaving her only with a black and red corset as her clothes.
He growled and pushed her away. He took off his coat and removed his hat. She stepped away from him a little bit. "When do you come back?"
"Oh, it shouldn't take long. And I know exactly where you are every minute that I'm gone." He sat on the chair. "And God help you if you're not here waiting for me when I return."

Hyde called her with his hand and Lucy  obliged, standing behind him. She gently played with his hair and tried to raise his head up so she could look directly at him, but he aggressively refused by looking down again and covering his face with his long hair.

She managed to put her hands on his exposed chest and massaged it. This seemed to finally affect him, so he pulled her to his side and placed his hand between her thighs, making her squirm. She gently pushed it away and sat on his lap. She was not supposed to fall for his tempting touch tonight, she was determined.

Lucy got up and stood in front of him, trying to seduce him. He grabbed her waist in a quick move and turned her around, while she slowly went to the floor, wiggling. Once again, he turned her around so he could face her, in that old game of spinning her round and round until she couldn't take it anymore. The icy feeling of his strong hands burned her like fire.

"Forget the fear and surrender to your dreams." His quiet voice in the dark disturbed her. She was on her knees, then Hyde lifted her up, they stayed still and staring at each other. One look and she was in the world of dreams, in a whirlwind of desire, she was not herself anymore. Both of them were losing control again, like a sticky fog around a sin with no name, this dance of undefined feelings, they would soon be swept away in a deadly dance of love. "We are both playing with fire, dearest Lucy."

She tried to back away, but he pulled her body agaisnt his aggressively. Hyde grabbed her hair hard and smirked. She tried to distract him, but it wasn't working.

He finally let her go. Lucy lied on the table, so her plan of ending this game tonight could work. He ran to her direction and embraced one of her legs.
"This night, do not believe in words of God, nor of your Lord, only focus on all of your desires." Hyde continued with his words and took her by the neck so she wouldn't escape.
"Hyde-" Lucy gasped for air, but he only pressed harder.

She focused on her plan, pulled out her switchblade and kicked his chest, making him jump back. He looked surprised at first, but the wrath in his eyes was soon visible. He was furious.

"Whose fault is that? Who should we blame for all of this?" She yelled, pointing the blade at him.
"You're drunk with passion, huh?" He laughed and tried to invade her space, but she threatened him with the blade again.
"Oh. So we're really playing with fire, aren't we?" Hyde took a step further as she took a step back in fear. He then caught her, holding both of her hands above her head with only one of his. Feeling victorious, he took the blade from her. Lucy struggled. She ended up being the one who fell into her own trap. He brought the blade near her neck while leading her to the bed.

Hyde tied her up with her red shawl and crouched behind her. His touch broke her peace. This unending night was destined to have their passion burnt. Hyde held her tighter and whispered on her ear.

"Forgiveness is not waiting for you, Lucy."

He pronounced these last words angrily and licked her cheek, leaving her tied up alone there, while she bursted into tears. Her plan had failed.