Cold Body in Hot Water
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It took a considerable amount of strength to lift her over him even with the added help of her own momentum. For days his back would be stiff and horridly sore from the act fueled by anger. No comfort would be taken in saying it was worth it either. The vice like grip held tight through the entire movement. The smell of blood filled the warm and stuffy air and he felt the warm liquid seep onto his fingertips where they were imbedded in flesh. Still her hold stayed. He pulled and pushed and tied to fight the paw off but it was impossible. Her grip was like steel on the soft tissue. And it was getting tighter. When before he could breathe, the air in his throat now became constricted. Where she anyone else he could have thrown a stiff strike at her extended elbow to break it and free himself but he couldn’t do that to her. His claws still tore into flesh but that was all he could bring himself to do to the beautiful body in his own defense. He gave up his desire to subdue her and his grip changed to simply trying to get away. Still she held him.

A final bit of tightening and his lungs were completely blocked from air. No oxygen could reach into his body and feed the racing heart beating in his chest. Darkness began to creep into the corners of his eyes and they then lost all hostile expression. What was she doing? Dominance was something to fight for but how far would she go? Confusion and hurt replaced the anger in his blues in a dulled way as their focus wavered from lack of oxygen.

The pressure was suddenly let up and he was free to fall forward onto her. For a moment he held himself up and took a few quick, deep breaths. Then he hurriedly threw himself off her. There was a strong urge firmly instilled in him to get away from the golden form. He stood and shakily took a few steps to the nearest wall where he leaned against it and continued to breath. He was just beginning to get full length thoughts flashing through his mind again and a majority of them were plain disbelief.



Jaden does. Jaden speaks. Jaden thinks.


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