The room was awash in neon red. Perfect. The door to this cheap,seedy place was closed softly. I turn to my companion, removing mycoat.
He begins stripping his clothes, our eyes never leaving oneanother as we reveal ourselves. His body is perfectly sculptured,taut in all the right places.
He is a few inches taller, lighthaired, light eyed. The light to my darkness.
I approach him and grab him fiercely by his hair, pulling his waiting mouth to mine. He snakes his tongue into my mouth, setting my belly on fire.
We press against one another, our body hot and aching. This was a long time coming, and I meant to treasure every second.
I wrench his head back and rake my teeth over his throat, delighting in the moans I elicit.
Panting is his reply. I smile and recapture his mouth, savoring his taste and his need. I had entered this room hot and ready for him, but I wanted to *enjoy* his submission, his wanting.
After trading barbs with him for months, after silently watching him and desiring him, he was mine.
At this moment, in this room, his need was pressing against my belly and it sent spike of passion down my spine.
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