In nature it was predator and prey,
He was the predator,
She... his prey,
That was how it was supposed to be,
That was how it was SUPPOSED to be...
But then he saw her,
gazed upon her,
Looked upon her,
And felt himself fall in love with her,
He was mighty...
He was great...
He wanted her to be his mate.
She was wonderful...
She was pure...
She was his little white lamb,
He was her magnificent lion of gold.
A warm steady heart,
A cold stiff heart,
As the old yet simple saying once goes...
Opposites attract.
He was sinful, cunning, and daring,
She was pure, kind, modest and creative,
In the eyes of the other this did not matter,
In their eyes they where one,
They where the same,
They were equal.
With every kiss...
He felt his cold heart melt,
With every passionate stroke,
he robbed her of her breath,
But this was not enough for the predator.
Enveloped in the calm stillness of the night...
Under the late evening stars...
The predator and his prey danced,
Sweat formed and coated their bodies,
Strangled and desperate cries left their mouths and filled the air,
Saliva ran down her lips,
And trickled down her naked color bone,
breaths became harder and heavier,
As he moved faster and faster,
The heat rose and filled the room,
Numbing both their senses,
He came...
She came...
Both cried in unison.
The predator lay on his prey,
Nuzzling and comforting her,
Licking her,
Telling her he loved her,
And no one to take her away,
The predator...
And his prey...
Sasuke
And
Sakura