I am NOT a perv. This is as bad as the story is going to get, I promise. From this point on, it's just...funneh. Yeeaahh, funneh. And this is just like, a prologue. The rest of the chapters will prolly be longer. And also, I'm aware that the writing in this chapter isn't very good, but I kind of did it on purpose cuz it's like, a dream, which I figure is disjointed just like this bit of writing. If that makes ANY sense. Disclaimer: I don't own any publicly recognizable characters, dialog or plot. And I'm not perv :P
Ema felt the edge of her desk dig into the small of her back. She splayed her hands across the bare chest of the man in front of her. Smiling, the man placed his big hands on her hips and gently lifted her up to seat her on the desk. Standing in between her legs, he ran his hands up her sides, tantalizingly skating over sensitive skin. He finished with bringing his hands to her back, pulling her to him. Ema moaned slightly, pressing her thighs against his sides and bringing her hands up also, settling them against either side of his defined jaw.
The man pressed his mouth against hers, kissing her passionately. He angled his head to the side, forcing her lips open and caressing her tongue with his. Moaning against his mouth, Ema fisted her hands into his long, platinum blonde hair and pressed against him eagerly.
He broke the kiss and turned slightly, putting his mouth right against her ear. "Du hast mich, meine fraulien detektive." He whispered in his deep, seductive voice, his hot breath against her neck causing Ema to shiver.
She felt his cool, hard necklace dig into her breast bone, making her gasp quietly. Grabbing the necklace, she forced him back slightly, allowing her to stare into his icy, blue eyes. "I want you Klavier Gavin." She said in a husky voice. He chuckled and Ema tugged hard on his necklace, forcing his mouth back to hers. She pressed against him again, desperate for his hands to be on her.
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Detective Ema Sky sat bolt up right in her twin size bed, sweat pouring down her face and the sheets tangled around her. She stared with wide eyes around the high ceiling of her empty loft apartment. She brought one hand up to her mouth. "Oh. My. God."