Twisted Thorns

A/N I don't own Storm Hawks


"I love you."

The whispered words came easily to him, for they held no meaning. His crimson eyes ate hungrily at her flesh as they tore down her lithe body. His strong arms shot out, pulling her close to him, hand stroking her spine.

She shuddered in pleasure, her golden eyes sparkling. She brought her face close to him, breathing her warm breath into his ear. Her tongue slipped out of her mouth, tracing around his ear.

He turned his head lazily, parting his lips, inviting her tongue inside. She accepted the invitation, and as her tongue slipped inside, a wrestling match began, each fighting for dominance. He won of course. He always did.

They were using each other, and they both knew it. One for power; the other for pleasure. Neither stated it outright of course, but it was seen in their eyes as they gazed at each other, twisted smiles upon their lips.

He rolled over, pinning her down, exuding his dominance over her. She let out a small moan of pleasure as her warm flesh melted into hers, his tongue tracing the hollow of her neck.

Her voice was breathy as she spoke. "I love you too."

The whispered lies hung heavy above them as the two entangled themselves together in the darkness.

A/N Um... Yeah... I feel like a creep for writing this, but here you go. Hope it wasn't too... disturbing, but I've been feeling like a darker tone lately and... yeah...