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(Him) Want melts to need. Pure, primal, unadulterated. I lean in and kiss you, the only civilized action Ill be able to maintain the entire night. Were lost in the wrenching in our groins, and I tear your night gown up, baring your erected nipples to the cool, salted air. One quickly finds itself engulfed between my lips, teeth gently grazing the sensitive circle of flesh. I kick off my pants and boxers, quickly adding to the clutter we created around us as we dove to the floor. With baited breath I look into your eyes for a final confirmation before I give in and slide in, slowly, inch by tantalizing inch, a duet for our stage. (Her) To be on a stage we would have to act, and act we are no more. I give my approval of your entrance into my body. Our nerves are touching, feeling. Then come the firm glides, and circular motions. I start to move with you as if in a dance for survival. (Him) Everything around us slows, and as we lose touch with the elements around us, our passion. As if it wasn’t bad enough that the tailor had barged in and woke me, he also woke my lover. I had been very disappointed to see her rushing from the room in embarrassment, clutching her clothes to her body. ‘Centuries on this Earth should’ve taught me a great deal of patience,’ I mused, but at that moment I felt very little of it. I could not keep my hands from tugging demandingly at my sleeves, nor could I halt the endless sighs and mutters pouring from my chest. I was melancholy for the first time in this body. I did not enjoy it. Distantly, barely audible even on the still night air, I could make out the peal of bell. My mind silently counted the rings, falling back on old habits. My room had at least three clocks, of various descriptions, that I knew of. Somehow, though, even a new body can hark back to ancient traditions. Eleven o’clock. Looking up at the moon, full and bright in the sky, I sighed to myself one final time. I remembered staring up at the moon over the streets of.
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