Dark Play - Pure Fluff.

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Days had gone by, after discovering your newest memory. You've begun using the card as a bookmark it seemed only fitting as one lusty daydream keeps your place in the steamy book. Chuckling to yourself you figure it must've been the combination of melancholy and one too many books that gave you such a vivid day dream. The house was empty, a rare occasion now a days but something to look forward to for the next few weeks, sighing in deep contentment you cuddle up on the couch and ready to crack open the current novel you've thrown yourself into. You blink, what the crap...
Instead of your familiar home you're in a coffee shop.. In your loungers. Right, this makes total sense. You wonder when you started dozing off at random when you notice you're getting looks, the type society gives you.. The looking but not trying to stare at a woman, hair unkempt in sweats and a sweater that doesn't fit quite right, glasses sliding down her nose and fuzzy socks. The mortification begins to climb to your cheeks, dear god what's happened? Did you drive here like this? Panicking you start to look for the exit this has to be a dream. There is no way this could be real.. Just then that batty broad, the one from your daydream sits across from you, settling a cup of a steaming... Something... In front of you. She settles in taking a sip from her own cup and looks at you, unblinking.
There's something not quite.. Right about her. She looks normal enough, it's like when you were little you got those paper dolls, with paper clothing complete with tags to secure behind the doll to change her outfit, hair or what else strikes your fancy. That was this woman, she looked right but more as if she was overlade into this world, here but not quite part of it. Setting her cup down she leans forward, her eyes bright and twinkling but even they weren't quite real. A sense of wrongness strikes you and you shift uncomfortably in your seat, you suddenly feel as if you've gotten more attention then before because now people are going out of their way to not look at you anymore, as if the greater populace has decided they weren't going to see this, heart thudding you narrow your eyes blurting out. "What do you want?"
Slightly taken aback the woman's eyes widen then she smiles, a smile that reaches her eyes but somehow not. Blue her eyes are blue, the sort when a child decides to color them everything about her seems to be some trick, like someone went through a few pictures and assembled what would look right. She reaches over to pat your hand, but you slide it off the table and into your lap, she sighs and slumps back in her chair.
"I want my guess."
What does that even mean, you study her with eyes narrowed. "Have we met before? I seem to recall you, but I can't quite put my finger on it."
She beams at you, all sparkle and friendliness "Yes, don't you remember? You owe me a guess. After you broke the rules I was rather afraid you'd stop playing but you have one, I can see it." she sits forward again, earnest "You agreed."
"I don't know what you're talking about." the blush has returned as the memory begins to replay before you, the scent of gardens and wildness so strong from your recollect you look at your hands to see if the glitter reappeared. The woman watches you, her mouth curving slowly as she nods.
"Look, you're afraid, I get that. I promise what you felt.. What you did was real."
"You want me to believe some crazy old bat took me to a room where... Where.." Biting your lip you suddenly sit forward and look into the cup, giving it a suspicious sniff before taking a sip to calm your nerves. "Probably watched I imagine." Mortified you realize it's chamomile tea, who the hell drink tea now a days...
The strange lady slowly starts to glare at you, even then it doesn't quite reach her eyes the normal way, she lifts her fingers and snaps them together. Back in your home, your book open the mystery card on the floor. Bending you pick it up, turning it over you freeze in place.. Chocolate, caramel and something else you can't quite put you finger on greets the senses on your tongue, in your nose you sigh softly until you notice the lettering on the card has changed. Now it says "Time to guess.."
Cool air makes your skin prickle, not uncomfortably cold, just enough for you to realize you're naked. Waving your arms before you you quickly figure out you're kneeling on something soft and silky. The room was black, if you felt your face you knew you'd poke your own eyes out before you saw your fingertips. Try to remember, the woman didn't show up again, didn't tell you any rules suddenly you're here kneeling on a bed well you think it's a bed. Slowly you start to crawl, your hands in front of you trying not to fall off the edge quietly muttering to yourself about that crazy lady, and when were you ever going to learn to be tactful.
"She's not crazy you know." A low masculine voice whispers your body reacting to the sound mutinous, you feel the bed dip and the feeling of someone coming closer to you. Scrambling back, one arm lifted as if to ward him, whoever he is, off. You tell yourself it's because it's dark as death in here. Your heart sinks at the thought, you breath stills. You feel a strong hand against your wrist, he's moving so slowly, as if afraid to scare you. Lifting your hand up you gasp his mouth on the sensitive skin, tongue lazily trailing up before nipping at your shoulder. His other arm moves around your back, pulling you up. Caught off guard you arch, not quite what he was going for but you hear him chuckle. That dark satisfied chuckle of a man too pleased with himself. Pushing hard against him he releases you, allowing you to scoot away. That tingle in the back of your mind, he's watching you. Blushing profusely you're glad it's too dark for him to see you. Still you can't help trying to cover yourself, not quite sure it if really worked the way it should.
"No sane woman kidnaps another and does... This.." You whisper, heart pounding. The next breath turns into a gasp, he's hovering over you, only his lips skimming across your face before he takes your mouth. The fierce kiss was nothing like the gentle coaxing from before, his hand on your back he pulls you up, his other hand wanders down to your bottom. You blush and pull away from his mouth, no hint of decency this time. You can feel his body flush against yours, his hard body dominating and demanding. Lifting his hands he gently strokes the back of his knuckles down your temples, cheeks, neck, and continues down a soft flutter of skin against skin, no touching indecently but a promise none the less.
"You promised." That dark voice reminds you as you shake your head slowly. A dream again then, some weird lucid dreaming. You smile softly before lifting your hands fingertips gliding against the sculpted abs, sliding up and dancing against his skin. He breaths out, shaky and appreciative dropping his hands letting you touch. Closing your useless eyes you lay your palms against a powerful chest, traveling over then down strong arms. Your eyes fly open as a thought occurs to you..
"Does she watch?" That damned tremor in your voice betrays your unease, you wrap your arms around yourself sure at any moment demonic eyes would glow in the inky black, sitting back you start to move away again, 'damned stupid woman' your mind riles against you. 'This is what you get for being foolish, she could have roofied you! Taken in by a sexy voice, and toned body.' Shamed you bow your head, crawling away 'this is over.' Hands skim over your waist, soft almost not even  there. Between your shoulders his mouth brushes your skin, quietly he asks you to stay. Circling around your body, one hand cupping your breast gently the other skimming down your belly, playing against your thighs. "No," he whispers against you, a note in his voice keep you still for his touch. "I wouldn't want anything to distract you from me." Tilting your head to the side, he obliges by laying soft kisses from your back to your shoulder, tongue flickering out to taste your skin, a taste he missed last time.
Bowing your head once again you let his mouth roam over you, giggling when his tongue tickles your ribs turning to a gasp when he moves his hand up from your thighs caressing the juncture there, that deep craving that was so frustratingly missed before. Your head snaps up and your knees inch apart a little more, urging. With surprisingly strength he lifts and flips you onto your back. His hands bring your breasts up to his mouth to be devoured.
First one then the other, his shuddering breath fanning the moist peaks, lifting your arms you cradle his head to your chest, curious while his knees rest on either side of your body, holding himself carefully away. Trailing your fingers down, playing with the muscles so defined. Fluid and near cat like he manages to move down your body, mouth and hands only touching you before he slides your legs apart. Maybe a touch forcefully but instead of fear you feel your body tense in anticipation, being cheeky yourself you tuck your arms under your back in a way that would lift and tilt your hips to give him better access. His dark chuckle fans over your thighs. You're brow furrows you feel like you're missing bits here and there, maybe you are drugged but you didn't feel any different. Anticipating yes but not... Altered.. His mouth moves closer still you body thrumming with need and you open your mouth to say what you think is his name.
Jolting awake you hear a key in a lock, what the.. Looking down at yourself you see you're naked and in your living room. Panic sets in until you see your husband returning home, pizza and beer. Getting up you body still trembling with need he turns eyes wide taking in your state of undress before you close in and kiss him. You hear the click of the door just before his hands drop his parcels and leads you to at least the carpet for comfort.
Later, dressed in his discarded shirt you both share the warm beer and cold pizza.
"What brought that on?" At the sound of his voice you shoot him a look, almost cheering him before taking a swig, a playful and satisfied smile on your lips.