A/N: Can anyone guess what song I was listening to…
An old radio sitting atop the dresser softly played a tune he did not recognize, nor did he care to know it.
His burning red gaze held only her.
He lightly graced his knuckles over her soft pale skin. Her plump smooth and petal soft lips parted under his fingertips, small puffs of warm moist air soaked into his icy cold hands. Her dark eyelashes fluttered, her mind lost in a profound dream. He longed to be part of it. Her very essence was a potent drug on his senses, so much more enthralling than any of his viruses.
What they had was something more than what he could describe in his scientific terms and fit into his equations of DNA strands.
It was wrong…
Their secret...
They hid the truth from the world. Their secret.
Their lips were forever sealed and no one would ever take them apart…
Her dreams were never meant to be his.
He knew that and so did she.
But…
But they could still run from the truth and plunge further into dreams. Something both were not used to doing.
They would resist the ropes that bound them from each other for as long as they could but their embrace could never last.
Fin
A/N: No I'm not dead...yet. I have been under lots and lots of stress lately, thats not to say I haven't been working on the Twisted Vengeance, I have, but not as often as I'd and I'm sure you all would have liked.
School is a real drain on me right now, I'm getting into my career's major requirements and-the professor is a jerk off and thats all I'll say about that.
So instead of working on some of my other classes homework I have decided to do this little tidbit. Pleas tell me what you think...and IF you guess the right song. ^_^