Storm
single strands of your hair lie plastered onto my chest as your livid tongue licks litle trails. in the darkness, i can sense you more than see you. you lie back, taking shallow breaths, as i lay my hand on your flat belly, and rake it gently, feeling it rise and fall. teeth nibble at my ear, and fingers lose themselves in my hair. the ambient trance plays on, as i inhale your scent and feel you unwind under my touch.
at last a cool breeze comes wafting by the window, carrying the promise of rain and mitigated comfort. i raise my head and look at you. in the darkness, your nod is imperceptible, but your hand upon mine is unmistakable. you lay back and sigh, as another draft raises little goosebumps on your skin. "yes, there.." you whisper, as i alternately kiss, then blow. your hips buck, you tug at my hair, and it starts to rain.
fat drops patter against the window as you pull me into yourself, hands encircled behind my back. the window lights up as a streak of lightning rushes to meet the earth, and i see your eyes tightly clenched shut, in anticipation of the bolt that will come crashing. i hold you tight, and you know that there's nothing to be afraid of. you moan as the thunder rumbles away in the faraway skies like a boulder starting to roll down a scraggy slope. the rain beats a staccato rhythm against the glass pane, matching each thrust and parry. and the heavens pour down.
the temperature falls noticeably, but fires continue to rage unabated. the rain and the music drown out all other sound, as we roll towards the cliff. tongues wrestle in unspoken unison as we sail off the edge and into nothingess; i can only hear blood rushing through my ears. another bolt of lightning, another whipcrack of thunder, and you bury your face into my shoulder. i kiss you on the forehead, and hold you closer, feeling more than hearing the sheets of rain carrying us away in their soothing embrace.
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