05-15-2014, 02:28 PM
She was sweet, and Damien softened. She twined his hair in her fingers, and he brushed hers from her face. She asked of grand plans and he reciprocated. Finally, the puppet dancing on her strings.
She sat back on her knees, kneeling comfortably on silken webs of the rug. Her look was coy. His evasion of the question did not go unnoticed. "The powerless and weak may see the stars and sunrise. Your ambitions should be far higher, Damien."
Her accent rolled the syllables of his name in warmth. "You should reside among the heavens, not wallow in the valleys of mere mortals."
She was gaining an ever clearer picture of his vulnerabilities. With the way his touch sauntered over her skin, she surmised that doting women were among them.
"For me? I have what all I ever wanted."
The lie was smooth was velvet. Gentle as her touch.
She sat back on her knees, kneeling comfortably on silken webs of the rug. Her look was coy. His evasion of the question did not go unnoticed. "The powerless and weak may see the stars and sunrise. Your ambitions should be far higher, Damien."
Her accent rolled the syllables of his name in warmth. "You should reside among the heavens, not wallow in the valleys of mere mortals."
She was gaining an ever clearer picture of his vulnerabilities. With the way his touch sauntered over her skin, she surmised that doting women were among them.
"For me? I have what all I ever wanted."
The lie was smooth was velvet. Gentle as her touch.