- He was laying next to her. She curled over and put her arm over his chest. The moonlight shot through her window and painted them like a picture. Even though there was no sunlight she could still see the sheen of sparkle on him thanks to the moon. At first her gaze is at his eyes. They flash like a golden ember in a fire. His skin as pale and cold as marble. Except around his eyes. There is a purple-tint to them. And the golden ember starts to dullen. Black taking more and more over in front of her own golden ember eyes. Her gaze slides down his neck, like a water droplet, to the crescent scars that cover his face, jaw, neck, and body. She has no need to feel sorry. Instead she leans in closer to one and kisses it. His head tilted and his eyes shift at her. The purple-tint turning ever so slightly darker. The black almost consuming his eyes. Her eyes losing color as if the pupil was being dilated. They both knew it. The thirst was growing more and more. As if some sort of spark came about they were kissing. Her body against his. Her hands venturing over the scars and up his body, neck and into the honey-blond hair. Her hand lightly squeezing it. His hand venturing up her back and into her light chestnut brown. With ease he jerked her head back. A moan escaped her lips as she felt his cold lips against her neck. She became breathless when his teeth pierced her skin. The burning desire flowing between them. Not to be consumed by the moment, she pulled away. A bit of blood running down her neck. His tongue just out of reach. She smiled. Her hand still in the honey-blond. A little jerk pulls him back. His neck out in the open. And in no time, her black eyes surrounded by purple target it. Her mouth almost watering. She kissed him softly and then kissed his neck. She licks it slightly and sinks in. The torn skin against her teeth. The blood rushing into her mouth. She's burning again. But this time its him whose the breathless one. A smile creeps along her lips when she pulls back. The blood dripping down her neck. His tongue still reaching for it. She leans forward. An inch away is all it is. She could feel his nails digging into her skin forcing her forward. Just half an inch out of reach. She let go of his hair. His nails dug in her back and his teeth sunk into her neck. She pulls him forward into a sitting position. Her legs wrapped around his lean but muscular stomach. Her arms find their way around his neck and her nails into his back. The heat coming from their bodies could kill a person. Another moan escapes her lips the harder he bites down. His teeth loosen their grip. She pulls her hands apart. Her nails ripping skin. Their ears twitch the second it happens.
- by TheB-tchPuddin |
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- | Submitted on 09/22/2010 |
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- Title: Burning Desire From Within
- Artist: TheB-tchPuddin
- Description: A fan-fiction of Jasper Hale.
- Date: 09/22/2010
- Tags: burning desire from within
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