tap tap tap

she was lovely. enticing in the most innocent of ways. she drew him in like the mouth of a black hole, slowly and surely while stretching him in ways he did not think possible. why was he so inclined to please her? to calm and coo her? he didn't understand any of it; but standing here with her incandescent globes refusing to leave his, none of it really mattered. he felt in every way completely relaxed. like a state of zen; something he could get used to. she would speak again, and every fiber in his nearly emaciated form clung desperately on each syllable. it wasn't until the woman leaned in to touch their noses that he felt nervous. a chill washed over him, freezing to the core, and tiny pinpricks plagued every inch of his skeleton. it seemed like hours had passed before she leaned away, but it was in that last moment when he began to enjoy the brief contact. and then.. his ears would lose all life as that wretched question fell from her lips. he became uncomfortable, slighted paws fidgeting and his spine crawling as if maggots were taking nibbles. i-uh.. should he tell the truth? that he was thinking of his lover, whom was also his brother? would that confuse her? scare her off? those ill-matched pools of his would search her face, and after a moments thought his voice would allow a soft response. i was lost in a different world. a world now only present in my memories.