*I have been, am and will be the worst spirit that ever existed either in fact or realm of fantasy.*
*I have never felt such a deep and passionately love for a living being. Whether I am in heaven or in a fictional dream of mine. These words always came easy to me. Thinking about it in mind. Unfortunately I was never able to whisper them into her sweet ears. My only agony was the nearness of our bodies, even if it was not physically. The loneliness would have killed me, but someone else took the chance for it. Always being apart, makes me even happier to believe the fact I will never suffer again as long you are laying beside me. Just as we are right now.*
Golden locks in her neck and on his arm. While he was holden her tight.
The sparkling of the rising sun let his dreams behind before waking him up. Even if the illusion was gone, she was there to endure it in reality.
His hand just needed to stroke her hair. So he did and let the smell of it deep in his nose.
*,, Hey, if you don't want loose any parts of your body, you'd better stop playing with my hair!"*, Fiona rolled over for leaning in a kiss.
*,, But what if I want to? I like to see you in rage and full action. Besides what you just said is closely what I like to say. I know you'd rather die than admit you cherish my presence."*, He smiled in the kiss.
Fiona threw her head in the neck and chuckled softly.
While his eyes were still focusing on her she stood up quick.
*,, What about hooking up next time in a place with more charm and cleaned curtains? Not like this poor mess you've got here. I thought you've got a precious taste, but obviously not for settings around you"* She turned back to her lover with a provocative glance.
He liked the way she always teased him.
*,, You know I prefer being surrounded by precious souls."* A suggestive smile moved on his mound.
The Axeman arose from the shady bed and stepped over to her. He lit a cigarette from the table next to them.
Posing behind her and placing his left hand on her arm. He moved it slowly to her collarbone. Fiona s body shook a bit under the feeling his hand left on her smooth skin. She had the need to close her eyes just for a moment.
Out of the blue he rested his head on her cervix and put the cigarette to her mouth. With two fingers of the resting hand he partially opened her lips and stuck the cigarette in it, to let her take a deep drag of it.
*,, It it always seducing for me, to see how I can effect on you to do unhealthy stuff to yourself.ยดยด*, he whispered gently in her ear.
She laughed shy with the sad knowing of the irony in the phrase.
He noticed the turning in her expression. After stubbing out the cigarette in the ashtray he pulled her back so he was in face with her.
,, I hope you know I didn't mean to make any sarcastic joke of it.", his glance was serious. Both felt the deep in it. She wrapped her arms arround his waist and let her head fall on his neck.