The Dark Hour

The Dark Hour

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Elliot got his things in order; straightening a picture frame and flicking off the lights, lifting his occasionally to look at the clock as its hand approached one o'clock. His fingers arched against the side of his thigh. While he'd been making this journey all his life, he could never prepare--not fully. Inhale; exhale, a roll of the shoulders. The second hand stepped closer and closer, its shadow following faithfully behind it. Elliot beat time, and closed his eyes just before the hour struck.
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A playful smile tugged at the corners of his lips, accentuating the rugged contours of his face. He traced the outline of his upper lip with his tongue, a gesture that sent a thrill down my spine. "Feeling still vulnerable?" he asked, his voice low and teasing. I barely managed to whisper, "No..." "Good... then am I allowed to do this?" His tone shifted, filled with a teasing intensity that made my breath hitch. With a fluid motion, he hovered over me, placing his hands on either side of the bed, effectively trapping me beneath him. The warmth radiating from his body enveloped me, and I could feel his breath-warm and tantalizing-grazing my neck. As he leaned closer, I could hardly contain the shudder that coursed through me. His lips brushed against my skin, a delicate caress that ignited a fire within. I closed my eyes, surrendering to the sensations swirling around us. When his lips found a particularly sensitive spot on my neck, a soft whimper escaped my lips. He let out a soft chuckle, clearly enjoying the effect he had on me. Cover by @alfaesha

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