Miko: So my friend JP wanted me to write a MelloxNear story, and this is what I ended up with. I've been wanting to try a 100 word thing for a while. Told from Near's POV. Not my best, but what do you think?
Logic in Lust
I find excitement in logic and reason, but for some reason the passion I see light up his eyes every time I would provoke him fascinates me. I taunt him, prodding at his weakness with the iron dagger of truth. And every time he would explode as I knew he would.
If I find facts and figures so intriguing, then why does the emotion that surges through me every time our lips meet overwhelm me? I tangle my hands in his hair and whisper his name. He smirks and bites my lip, drawing blood. There is no logic in lust.