Bottom Of The Deep Blue Sea

Caedes found himself entangled in this silent dance with Mariah. But silent for how long? He longed to hear her voice again, in differing pitches and tones. But he focused on now, his lustful caresses seeking to apply the perfect amount of pressure to her thin frame. The touch of their bodies spoke volumes, conveying struggle for control and relinquishment of restraint. Mariah yielded to the magnetic pull of their amour at his behest, the meadow becoming their clandestine stage. It was an intricate dance, a harmonious interplay of passion that resonated through the outside noises that seemed so.. Inconsequential now. Too much was his immersion in her every curve, every sharp angle that caught his attention anew and beckoned his touch. The raw power he held over her was as aphrodisiac like no other, but there was a power that she too held over him in turn. One she used to her every advantage. Every breath, every heartbeat, every hungry fondle seemed to amplify the precarious balance they teetered on within his mind.

As their bodies moved and intertwined in their dance of pleasure, his emerald’s would bore witness to the silver depths of Mariah's own. There he found that the draw of their opposing forces sought to send them into oblivion, and he welcomed it along with release. The meadow, with its soft earth beneath them, became both witness and accomplice to the meeting of these kindred spirits - attempting to navigate the fine line between surrender and resistance.

[FADE & EXIT]


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