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lostcontrcl:
The life was sucked out of the room as the last dance left the stage and the house lights came on, the faces once hidden by the darkness illuminated for all to see. The disaster on heels was already headed out, heels clicking as she passed the patrons, the fake smile she wore half the night already replaced with a tired grimace. She already knows where to find him, her diamond in the rough, the reason that each night spent on that stage was bearable. In the horizon she can she the sun kissing the sky as it begins to rise, in the still darkness of the parking lot the light of his cigarette being stomped out is what catches her attention and pulls her in his direction. Long arms circle his neck as she pulls her body close, her face nuzzling into the space between his neck and shoulder. “Time’s all we’ve got baby.. but all my minutes without you are wasted.”
As arms from his lover circle around him, a momentary feeling of protection rises. Hands grip at her waist and biceps rope the two skeletons into one bonding, something that forms the shape of a heart, though not one of the usual lined drawing, but more like the complex ones that sit in each and every one of our chests. “You always know the right things t’ say.” The Brit speaks with a gentle smile sitting on his lips, canines on show eager to sink themselves into Lulu’s neck, which of course they do. Cain sinks his teeth into the pale flesh of her neck before sucking against it, blood vessels dragged and burst to the surface of her skin forming a little something known as a love bite. “Do we really have t’ wait till we get home babe.” Hands slip around from the angles of her ass and his dominant hand slips between fabrics straight into a tender familiar home, he grins.
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The night has slipped from all’s grasp, nothing is left for the greedy plague that is known as the human race. Shift ended just like the cigarette that sits on the glass boys lips, awaiting a lover to arrive in his presence knowing that a man or two would usually trail behind. The heels that click from each step set fire to the concrete and leave a burnt shadow of existence, this girl is not your prey she is your predator. Swallowed whole and forgotten, it looks like you bit off more than you could chew. “Take your time love.” The smirk cracks the cigarette falls, snuffed by a loved converse.
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petrov-e:
when erik finally came to the first thing he saw after the blinding above him was the dark red curtains. he knew those red velvet curtains meant that he was somewhere unfamiliar, and the fact that he was vulnerable already had him on edge, the hairs on his arms standing up. his eyes finally rise to meet the figure lurking above him, following up the woman’s long legs and then over her chest and breasts, and finally he met her gaze. “did you really need to have to knock me out?” erik rolled his eyes and pulled himself into a sitting position.
“i assumed you could take punch, clearly i was wrong.” the woman was clearly impressed with herself, most importantly all five knuckles that had connected so abruptly against the pretty blonds skull, wouldn’t want to ruin that pretty face now would we? black heels pierce only the white tiles on the floor elevating the brunette towards the bound figure, no emotion sat present on her face, all that was there were the piercing pair of blue eyes that the man found himself trapped in. “so why do you think you are here?” she asked knowing the exact reason, but what was the point of having a mouse when the cat couldn’t play any games?
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red velvet curtains and a black n white patterned floor are the only dimensions that put together this room, a single cord hovers with a bulb above radiating a halo for the bound man that was yet to come back to consciousness. who would of guessed that the blond who resided on one side would secretly be doing deals with another, honestly it wasn’t ever going to last. the shadow with stilettos simply lurks until there some answers surface, though either way she was going to get what she wanted and how she wanted it.
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