N/A: this doesn't make much sense, but I liked it anyways ^^ GaaraxLee
«Bittersweet»
His body is on fire. Cherry lips, pale skin, naked chest, and scarred body. You run your fingers along his frame. He's just flesh and warmness. You kiss his forehead, and shut your eyes. Silky hair, deep charcoal eyes, purity and desire.
Whisper.
He is SO beautiful.
And you take him over and over again. Deep thrusts and you feel as if you were on heaven. You love him so bad. But you know he doesn't love you back, but you don't care as you continue brushing his hair.
Tender lips meet yours.
He is SO innocent.
And you smile that smile again. That sadistic, demonic, cruel smirk on your face. You smile because he's yours and you know that. Then you scream, and moan his name in ecstasy as you come.
Surrender.
He is SO perfect.
And you know he's going to cry the other's name, and you'll be furious. But you care and you wait, night after night, because you love him too much. You wait for him to love you back even if you know that that's not going to happen, not today, not tomorrow, maybe never. But you don't want to be alone anymore. You need him. You need his bare skin, his sweet voice, his beautiful smile.
You take him one more time. This time he doesn't cry anymore. Maybe he has started to understand or maybe he's just crazy. You may never know.
But you care.
You care and he dies, softly, painfully.
And you thrust.
And you cry.