~Dirty minds~
"Oh God Edward! Harder! Harder, come on!"
His hands touched her roughly. She was screaming now. Her eyes glowed from delight when he made her go higher and higher, so she could reach paradise. She spread her arms and wiped a lock of pitch black hair out of her face. Lovingly she glared at him. He made her fly.
"Use your vampire strength Ed! Please! Harder!"
Sweat evaporated from her forehead. Her body trembled. He braced himself and so did she. Silver chains rattled and his eternally cool skin met her bare back. She cheered, laughed and moaned, begging him to go on. Now he was smiling too. For one moment he didn't seem to be made of stone; his cheeks seemed to be redder than usual and she could see a joyful sparkle in the golden brown. Oh how much she loved him.
"Bring me to the highest place ever!"
He grunted. She kept continuing with encouraging him, making him go on and on. It couldn't end. Not now. Never. Her body started to grow used to the rhythm, high and low, but it didn't bore her. How could it ever bore her! She offered her lover her most sweetest smile and he sighed. She pitied him for being unable to keep doing this. It actually saddened her a little bit also. His condition was so bad! It was nearly hilarious. Before she thought that he -the strong vampire! would never get exhausted. Hah look at him now!
She felt the heath of his hands, that seemed to be everywhere now. His breath felt hot on her pale skin. She went as high as she possible could, yelling from a passionate joy. Her lover on the other hand, seemed to grow more frustrated by the second.
"I can't… We need… To stop…"
"But…"
"Bella! What if they see us?!"
"But I don't… Edward please hold on!"
Tears were rising in her eyes and she turned her head, so she could meet his gaze. He seemed so uncomfortable, so ready to leave this all behind. Of course she didn't wonder why, she was just selfish for the moment. This, this sensation. She loved all of it, she loved it so dearly! He muttered a curse. Oh please, please no… But her pleas were all in vain.
He stopped pushing the swing.