*Work in progress soo it will come in parts*
She stands there in front of him...in the dusk of the light she moves. She does not like to be caught and so her wings move her effortlessly.
He wishes to touch her, but she moves away, for even though she has come to be taken by him...she has not yet totally submitted. As she comes closer to him she finds she can not breath for antisipation is building within her heart and soul.
The fire that started long ago now burns like an inferno, tempting them both to seek the heat that pours from both as they stand and look at eachother. Which will move first? who will cross the line that they have kept for so long? When they bring real time into now???
The night is hot and the place they stand cold, but the fire pours over them both, as person to person, they struggle to find the way to real time. She will not make the move for it is not her place, but he is looking for that last okay...that last intamite knowlegde that she trusts him 110%.
and as he sees it...she is then his....as he step into to take what is his...what he owns...what belongs to him...what has belonged to him for all eternity. This he will never let go. She is his slave and now in real time, she will be made to submitt wholey to her Master...
*to be continued...if you wish me too*.... ;)
