March 5,2006
10:14 a.m.
Subject: Sesskag Fanfic
Title: Currently Unsure
Chapter: Prologue
Her heartbeat seemed to be the drum in which her body danced to. Her gray eyes, hands, and lithe body told the story that had captured his interest incalculably. She had such an ardent boiling in her eyes, like liquid fire, and what was appeasing and disturbing at the same time was he caught himself continuously looking at her urbane convexity that seemed to belong to a woman, and not a human nonetheless.
The girl's body had such an immaculate sensuality, that he could smell the innocence coming off of her, even from the high "throne" he sat from. She belly danced in a circle, likewise the woman that was doing the same routine, just not with the same…passion as her. The gold gauzy material formed and moved easily and smoothly with her curves, as she poured her soul into her performance.
The two women now faced each other, like a mirror, they were in perfect unity in their movements as they circled clock wise and counter clock wise, before returning to their original positions. One entwine her right leg with the other's left, moving their hands up and down in an exotic movement before stopping in an backbend before coming up painfully slow, when they reached out for one another, before a chain lashed out, capturing their neck.
His head snapped up from the female. For the first time he noticed the male. He had one great chain that captured both women before yanking it almost painfully, dragging them into an arm. Their bodies became weak, relying on either the chain or the male. He dropped the second woman's chain, letting her fall, before turning to the woman he himself had been watching.
The male had on a golden mask, covering half his face, leaving only his cheeks and lips free. Long black hair was pulled back into a ponytail to keep free of their act. He had no shirt on, well defined muscles showed on glistening tan skin, as his hand traveled up her neck, she arched it up, his thumb rested by her generous lips and spread out from there. He moved to circle her waist as she fell against him; he made a move to taste her when she whimpered. He drew back, before slapping her harshly across smooth vanilla skin, hard enough to make her eyes water before dropping her.
He turned his attention to the other woman, picking her up; he too repeated the same process with such care. She did not whimper, instead turning her neck to the opposite side, he occupied side to avoid his virtuoso sapphire eyes; she gave him better access to her neck. He came, letting his lips part as he open-mouthedly traced her neck and past her shoulders and down her arm, before brushing his cheek against her skin on the way up.
The man turned back to the first girl, picking her up roughly by the bun she placed her dark hair in, and grasping her waist The obviously aroused man brought the girl's leg up to his waist, holding it by her thigh, causing her canter to be placed against his hardness. He trailed his hand straight up her neck, moving to her neck. He did, before turning to nuzzling her neck as she arched unconsciously to him.
A wave of shock and anger rattled through both him and his brother so powerfully, they could have sworn that their beast within them ripped itself from them to run and destroy the male.
Smoke rose—with the man still nuzzling her neck and the other woman still sprawled out on the stage, gold material shimmering—obscuring them from view, only to be swirled away in seconds to reveal them gone.