If Not For You

Gabriel de le Poer · 05-05-2010, 01:55 PM

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300+. Powerplayed a lot, I hope you don't mind. You also have permission to do the same. :]

She smelled like pine and the wet air, overpowering the smoke from his small fire and the storm outside. He could not focus outside of her alone. Then her mouth was his and he sought to taste her, to breathe in her breath and know her as his own. Her need became his own. Gabriel could not recall the last time he had needed someone as much as he needed her—perhaps the last time he had seen Faolin, or perhaps the day he had last seen Jezebel—but these were memories he could not recall. All that mattered was her, and the desire that had consumed him ultimately.

Gabriel leaned forward, his arms reaching to seek to spread around her. That heat in his stomach was now like fire, and it was a desire that did not intend to wait. His body became needy. With a sudden thrust he pushed inside of her, parting her with little grace and seeking depth. Dimly, he was aware that he needed her to understand. He needed her to feel him and learn that he was a monster, he was wicked, and he was not the man she thought he was. He was not meant to love her. She was a familiar person, and he needed to conquer her because she was something he would never be able to love. She had given her heart away to someone else.

His mouth opened, but he did not speak. He began to thrust, slowly at first, staring down into her eyes. This was the only time he would ever be able to have her as his own. A part of him was aware of this. She would never again be his. The speed of his thrusts rose, as he sought to penetrate her as deeply as possible, to make certain that he (and she) would not forget the night. Outside, the thunder rolled and the storm went on, reflecting them.

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