Alone, in an alley. The huntress is waiting in the shadows. Waiting, Watching. For the prey. The wicked glare in her dark eyes could only be that of a warrior. Dressed in black leather as dark as the night, she almost shines. Pants and a halter top make her move freely and viciously. She hears a ruslte in the chilling wind.
Suddenly, she feels a cold hand grabbing her waist. Before she knows it, she is spun around and facing her dangerous lover. A wicked smile plays across both pairs of lips as he asks her, "May I join you, my daughter?"
She replies, "How could I say no to such a soul?" He is in a black trench coat that has an effect playing in his eyes, making him look lika a piece of the mixing of Hell and night themselves. They are a different type of relationship. They have known each other for many past lives. Ruling empires together. Riding horses through the unknown and remote. Sharing the most delicate of embraces. Giving each other the most precious gift of passion. The fiercest kind of love is found here. They are the exact definition of it.
Right on que, a man walks down the dark alley. Though his feet tell that it has been a late night in a downtown bar. A dancing flame flashes in front of him as he lights up a cigarette, and they see his face in the light. That is when she recognizes him. The one that betrayed her two years of this life back. The one that tried to kill her. That she suffered the worst of pain from. He hears her catch her breath and glances over in time to see an even darker shade of black cross her eyes. She never had to tell him how much the human hurt her. For his love is what saved her. To see the recognition in her eyes burned him. They both hated. No, loathed this soul.
Like lightning, the lovers move in and kill the man. Much like two wolves taking down a helpless deer. The sound of ripping and tearing of flesh brought comfort to them both. It was a wholesome sound, and could never be mistaken. One of the reasons the two hunted this way.
After the energy filled meal, they share a bloody kiss together. Passion filled. Raw. Indulging. Perfect.
The two hunters walk out into the street, elbows linked, to return to their sweet haven.
When in bed together, they decide to give everything in and celebrate the sweet revenge. Hot, dirty passion. Wild. Uncontrollable...
Sharing blood and sex.
Giving in to what was simply meant to be.
COMMENTS
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typeopositive
03:54 Jun 02 2009
very nice