Valkyrie's Dream
The Bentley was warm against the frosty winter night. They drove in silence, each in the own little world, but both wondering the same thing. What if…
Valkyrie could feel her eyelids gather weight as her partner turned a sharp corner with ease. She took one last look at her skeletal friend and awoke in Gordon's House. Valkyrie wondered how she had got her but didn't bother to dwell on the subject for very long as a more pressing one arose. Where was Skulduggery?
She dashed up the stairs after hearing a clattering sound coming from her room, the door flung open and Valkyrie stepped in. Her hands found the light switch relatively quickly. She looked around and her mouth fell open, lying on her bed was a sight which she never thought she would see. Skulduggery.
He was on his side with a rather suggestive blood rose in his mouth. It took her a few minutes to notice that he was only wearing his hat! This was her moment, she had wanted him for so long, and how was it possible he felt the same way?
She ran at him, jumping on top of him. Gently she planted a row of kisses along his jaw, she herd him moan in approval. Valkyrie continued slowly working her way down and along his collar bone, another moan told her to go on. One rib, two rib…One kiss, two kiss.
He caressed her hair, bringing her back up to greet him. She felt his hand snake around her waist; it found its way under her shirt and round to her stomach. He flipped around putting her under him. He felt every inch of her as his bones pressed down. He began to nip at her neck she moaned as his cold teeth merged with her warm skin.
She heard him whisper in her ear "Valkyrie, wake up"
Her eyes shot open, she looked around, seeing the interior of the Bentley and Skulduggery facing her with his head coked at that curious angle. But, she thought to herself, it seemed so real…