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By Muryan Date: 2002 Jun 20 Comment on this Work [[2002.06.20.22.29.29859]] |
| Arms enfold me, holding me tight. My back is pressed against his naked chest. Two pale hands with long, lean fingers encompass mine, drawing them outward. My head tilts to the side as my arms outstretch like a ravens wings during flight. His breath is warm and moist as it wafts over my skin. His hands trail down my sides, caressing my ribcage, coming to rest on my hips. He pulls me even closer and lays a kiss on my collarbone, allowing his lips to linger on my neck and dust it with feathery kisses. My arms relax and drift down to cover his hands with mine. Terrifying excitement surges through my body as I feel his teeth sinking into my exposed throat. My hands erupt from my sides and clutch his head, entangling my fingers in his damp dark hair. Am I pulling him away, or holding him even closer? The searing pain mingled with ecstasy blocks my senses and creates a perfect euphoria. His strong arms quickly snake around my waist to catch and hold me tight as my knees buckle beneath me. He holds me weightlessly and I am bobarded by sensations; feeling everything all aonce, yet feeling nothing at all. Suddenly, his mouth tears from my flesh and he is gasping for air. He lifts me up into his arms, cradling me against his chest. His skin, once cold now radiates with heat, searing me to my very core. He is trembling, violently shaking, as he lays me down; unaware of where I lay and unable to move. He moves way from me, and I look into his eyes. They hypnotize me, and they are all I see. I am lost in the black fathoms within them. Desire radiates from their bottomless depths, yet I catch my breath at the intense pain and anguish that I find there. What is the cause for this pain that leaps through the canyon between us and cuts into me? A tear falls down his face, but across my heart as I become aware of blood dripping from the corner of his mouth. The very same mouth that I have kissed, and has run along my skin. Confusion floods my form; fear grips my racing heart. Awareness creeps in, and I feel a sharp stab of pain at my neck. I frantically explore my body, my hands flying to my throat. My eyes never leave his face as I feel the warm stickiness for the blood from the wound on my neck ooze through my fingers. His hands go to his head as he shakes it in disbelief. He backs away, his pale skin gleaming in the moonlight. And when my screams pierce the stillness of the room, he and his tears are gon. My screams fade into silence while rational thought once again takes hold. I never felt his heart beat. I turn to my side into the fetal position and begin to cry. Who is the immortal lover I have fallen for? He breathes, he cries, and I know that he is real. |