An Other Tone For An Other Life

Final

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Flames. Big orange and luminous flames. Creation of the fire, source of warmth... I love watching them dancing around, moving in harmony. Sometimes they take all my attention and I easily forget everything around. I couldn't feel the warm pled wrapped around my legs, or even that little dog trying to sit onto my lap. I could stay like this for a while...

But.

This time it didn't last.

While I was watching carefully each of the shapes the flames were drawing on the back wall of the fire place, the sound of a door closing caught my attention. I turned my head to where the sound was coming from and waited for an other sign of life from the intrusion. I could hear footsteps getting closer so I stood up.

"Hello?" I called as I got closer the hallway. Of course, I couldn't know who else had Charlie's house's keys except me and him. So I didn't know which name to call. I kept on walking, this time aware of everything around me.

"Charlie?" I called, hoping for a positive answer from that person standing at the door who seemed to have stopped to advance further. I was close to the corner that was gonna give me a view on the hallway...

I stopped for a second, inhaled deeply before exhaling in a long sigh. That's when I advanced and turned the corner.

And there a voice shouted "Boo!" I jumped back while gasping. But then I let out a sigh of relief when the voice became more obvious.
"Oh my god Charlie!! You scared the hell out of me!!" I shouted as I recognised the man laughing like a 3-year-old boy at his joke. And here the dog started to shout for his little dad.

"Hi, you!" He smiled before opening big his arms "Come here, beauty" at first I thought he was talking to his dog but then, when his gaze met mine, I couldn't think that way anymore. His eyes were full of glitters and I could see that he was happy to see me again.

I smiled big and went to hide my tiny body into his big arms. It felt good.
"I missed you, love" he said while his lips laid a soft kiss on my hair. I squeezed him hard in my arms and took a deep breath to inhale his parfum. I then looked up "I missed you too, baby" I answered, looking into his hazel eyes.

He chuckled before grabbing my cheeks with his hands and bringing my face to his. When our lips met again for the first time in a month, it was fire inside my body. I wish I could see the flames the were warming any part of my body that touched his.

Soon, his tongue decided to say hi to his little friend, my tongue. The kiss got deeper and deeper until I couldn't help but moan because of the butterflies flying in my core and the goosebumps breaking through my skin.

"Oh shit, you got me horny" he said, not breaking the kiss and reaching to bring my legs to his waist. He lifted me up and I wrapped my legs all around his waist while my arms caught his neck.

Soon, my back was against the wall, pressing hard against the wall because of the desire in the gestures of Charlie. Fire was burning in himself too. I could feel him. "Damn, I need to fuck you now" he whispered. We were both breathless. "Go head, daddy" I answered and he chuckled before grabbing me harder to head for the stairs.

On a winter day... Most of the people sit and watch the snow falling for the first time on the country. In the meantime, we were f*cking.

Sometimes I hate dating a superstar. He's away for so long! But then, when he comes back, the fire of our love bruns again and even more than before he leaves.

That's why I love fire. Because it is the sign of a combustion. To get fire, you must burn something. Destroy something. What we do? Throw all the problems we have in the fire place and set fire to them, fire grows into high flames that feed our love and as the problems never stop, our love won't either.

But we have to be careful... Fire is good as long as it's kept under control. It might become dangerous. And we might burn ourselves one day.

But in the meantime, let's enjoy that warmth and this light...

The End.