【FRACTURED】

Theme I: One Word

Offering no warning, I shoved him back onto the table, hovering my body over his only to intimidate him, to taste his lips. Driven by the heat of passion, our hips rocked together more than before, bringing back memories of our past sins.

There were no words, only the sound of our kisses and the occasional gasp that slipped from your mouth.  

Mouths opened and closed around each other, biting lips, tongues twirling and intertwining with one another.

Amongst the heated embrace, he managed to snatch a strand of my hair without being detected. He tugged down painfully hard. I let a groan escape from the back of my throat; it was your name.

A single sound of anguish, of despair, escaped just for you.

No other words were whispered that night.




Fin.