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A Dreaming Pet |
| Written by chantelle Skinner | |
| Sunday, 20 April 2008 | |
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My lips pressed against your cherry lips passionately, my arms rapping themselves around your beautiful waist as I kneel over you. “Isn’t this fun my pet?” I ask you in a husky voice, already having to have planned my next move on you. A slight blush sweeps itself over your tan cheeks, your mouth hanging slightly open and an evil smirk plastered to my pale face. “D-Deric I-I don’t know w-what to-“ My little defenceless angle was stopped at his stuttery words as I placed a pale index finger over his soft cherry lips. “Shhh my sweet.” I speak so soft it is as if a soft whisper. “Tonight I will have you, and tonight my pet you shall enjoy.” I watched with my evil smirked still plastered to my handsome face as your eyes light up with something I have never seen before, something I like. Its that sparkle in your eye I’ve just been dying to see, how I’ve missed it. Your hazel eyes are still wide but soon narrow as you give a muffled moan, my tongue claiming your neck as mine. And mine alone. I nip at your ear, excitement building within me as you give a startled jump, my cold hands feeling your tan chest beneath your baggy shirt. And suddenly to my surprise a tug is at the bottom of my shirt, a sign telling me to remove the black material. And of course I do as I am told and remove my black t-shirt, sky blue eyes widening when I find you pinning my half naked body down to the queen sized bed. I see that same smirk that I had just worn moments ago spread itself across your face like a disease, a moan slipping past my dry lips as you lean your throbbing **** into my erection. My body grows weak as you start swaying your hips against mine, my back arching in the process. I now realize what you have just done to me, you have made me yours, you have beaten me at my own game. Your lips are soon pressing against cold flesh, a kiss planted right beneath my jaw. I extend my neck to gain you more access to myself; I have become your own slave. You have taken over all my control over you at that moment; you have proved yourself the dominant one tonight. My bottom lip starts to bleed as I bite down on it harshly, trying not to moan as you let your warm tongue and lick at my cold flesh. A hand soon takes hold of my short dark hair, pulling it to the side only for you to send a trail of kisses down to my shoulder blade. Your leg slips in between mine to part my two legs, your knee rubbing freely against my throbbing groin. And of course your free hand is laid upon my left hip. I can’t help but join in, soon enough my arm is back around your waist, my other arm taking hold of your hand and forcing it to slide up to my mouth. You watch in interest as I take one of your fingers into my mouth and suck on it slowly, a moan from you a reply for my little teasing game. At least now I’m gaining a little control over our actions. Your knee removes itself from the place it once sat and soon finds a place to rest beside my leg. Soon I take in two fingers, but shock replacing my confidence as you snatch your hand back with an angry look in your eye. My fragile orbs of sky blue stand wide as they see the anger replaced with what would be a mocking laughter, your lips parting as you are about to speak. “I’m not going to give my power over you away Deric-kun. Not just yet at least.” Your lips stand millimetres away from mine, close enough for me to feel your warm breath hit hard against my pale skin. I shudder under the touch of your tongue sweeping over my lips, the dryness of my lips now moist. Your lips skip mine and sit beside my ear where they whisper something I surprisingly like. “I’m not done playing with you yet.” You nip at my ear and let your right hand travel down to my sweat pants. But just as you were about to put your hand down my pants the door slams open, there a beautiful woman of our age stands. She gave a loud scream “Traitor!” A bullet soon fired towards you, I hear my heart beat fast as I fear for your life. My sky blue eyes are wide as I awake from my deep slumber. I look beside me to find you there playing with my hair and watching over me with hazel eyes, it would seem you were watching me as I slept. “Good morning handsome.” You kiss my pale fore head cutely. I smirk, now I really know it was a dream for sure. I look upon the floor finding my eyes wide once again as I see out clothes spread on the ground amongst other messes. I don’t know why but I run down stairs into the kitchen, speechless as I find a mangled body of a woman of sixteen before me on our wooden table. It was the body of the girl that had interrupted my dreams just a moment ago. I feel your two arms rap around my waist yet again, a nibble on my ear lobe sending me moaning out weakly. Soon a whisper to be heard. “It wasn’t a dream Deric.” I betray myself as I let my body tremble after feeling fear strike my heart. “Now, shall we go for breakfast?” I gasp as you place a butchers knife in my hand and hold me by the wrist, by force you move my hand towards the young females corps before me. And slice! Blood squirts all over me as a lonely tear crawls down my pale cheek. It was all her blood. “But why?” I mutter under my breath, sobbing lightly afterwards. You place a kiss at the back of my head, a tan hand placing my long fringe behind my ear. “Because…I love you.” And with that there was another slice, another tear. But I can’t help but reply, “I love you too…Kyle-kun.” I feel a smile against my cold flesh as you burry you head into the side of my neck, there I feel hot breath hit against my pale skin as you speak your reply. “I know Deric-kun.” Soon a kiss replaces that smile, a yelp passing my cherry lips as you grope my bare ass and slaps it afterwards. “I know…pet.”
.:Authors IMPORTANT comment:.
Okay everyone is thinking its a manXanimal, no its two HUMANS. so please stop calling me a sick person okay? geez when the dude calls the other HUMAN a pet its a nickname, so please stop with the 'people who wright this doesn't deserve life' crap!!! thank you... Copyright 2008 chantelle |
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