You're so cold
but you feel alive
Was this how prey felt like when sighted down by a predator in the night? The hunger in his eyes made her tremble, and it did not matter that she tried to avoid his gaze. It was a physical thing already, and the way he hovered over her made her feel trapped. Caged, by that sweet, tender smile. It was far too late to run now.
Sunjata leaned down and kissed her, and Maea's hands grew quite still on his shoulder, on his cheek. She thought it might last, but before she could even properly respond he moved on, his mouth tracing a burning line from the collarbone and up to her neck. The teeth scraping against her skin made her gasp, and without thinking she arched her head back, offering up her neck for him to devour. The breeze was cold on her damp skin, but it wasn't just the chill that made her shiver.
The fingers on his cheek brushed over a cheekbone, traced the arc of his ear... then dove into his hair again. Kneaded it, catlike, as thrills of pleasure zipped through her spine.
Sunjata leaned down and kissed her, and Maea's hands grew quite still on his shoulder, on his cheek. She thought it might last, but before she could even properly respond he moved on, his mouth tracing a burning line from the collarbone and up to her neck. The teeth scraping against her skin made her gasp, and without thinking she arched her head back, offering up her neck for him to devour. The breeze was cold on her damp skin, but it wasn't just the chill that made her shiver.
The fingers on his cheek brushed over a cheekbone, traced the arc of his ear... then dove into his hair again. Kneaded it, catlike, as thrills of pleasure zipped through her spine.
lay your hands on me
one last time
MAEA
