11-20-2011, 04:43 PM
we can end it with this post
She clutched him to her closer, he was her anchor in a sea of bad feelings and numbness, keeping her afloat and stopping her from drifting off to be consumed by the tide and waves. He was her lifeline, her anchor to the shore and the lifeguard that carried her back to land despite the risks to himself. She pushed her face close to his and hummed gently. The spark that had drawn her to him as a scared and frightened young girl was still present despite the hardships they had endured together, they had grown up together from that moment on and now he was no longer a boy and she no more a girl, they were man and women. If anything their troubles and pain had strengthened that bond and fueled the already burning passion.
They were carved from stone together, still and silent with only the sounds of their hearts and quiet rush of their breaths to break the calm that settled. His paws began to move and hers followed his lead, caressing fur and skin, feeling the heated flesh beneath her palms. He was like a drug to her, and she was an addict. Constantly craving more and more of him. Only this high had no end or side effects apart from making her dopey and soft, the inner ice chipped away. She didn't feel the need to reply to his words other than with a soft purr.
She clutched him to her closer, he was her anchor in a sea of bad feelings and numbness, keeping her afloat and stopping her from drifting off to be consumed by the tide and waves. He was her lifeline, her anchor to the shore and the lifeguard that carried her back to land despite the risks to himself. She pushed her face close to his and hummed gently. The spark that had drawn her to him as a scared and frightened young girl was still present despite the hardships they had endured together, they had grown up together from that moment on and now he was no longer a boy and she no more a girl, they were man and women. If anything their troubles and pain had strengthened that bond and fueled the already burning passion.
They were carved from stone together, still and silent with only the sounds of their hearts and quiet rush of their breaths to break the calm that settled. His paws began to move and hers followed his lead, caressing fur and skin, feeling the heated flesh beneath her palms. He was like a drug to her, and she was an addict. Constantly craving more and more of him. Only this high had no end or side effects apart from making her dopey and soft, the inner ice chipped away. She didn't feel the need to reply to his words other than with a soft purr.