AN: Slash. DH. Drabble. A bit over 100 words.

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The thin line between love and hate has been crossed. Or is it just the tension and heat and desire? The blood roaring in my ears, all I can hear is our ragged gasps. All I can feel is your hot lips ravaging my neck. All I can see is your stormy gray eyes half closed in passion and lust. All I can smell is your deep musky scent, overloading my senses until I'm dizzy, dizzy. All I can taste is your tongue, ruthlessly exploring my mouth. You have taken me over, leaving nothing but a gasping dark-haired, emerald-eyed boy pushing against you, desperately needing more contact.