AN: I forgot I wrote this. This is not connected with the other one. I don't own Pokémon


She's a man-eater

With one look she murders his defenses. — ChiliWhite

200-word drabble

~X**X~

She's the definition of a Greek goddess.

Her lips is painted with blood, fully and feminine, with the invitation of needs and necessaries. Her eyes is bluer than the sky, deep like oceans and contain the untouchable, the indescribable. Her body is slim and muscular, with suntanned skin and soft limps. One look and you're stuck. One look and your previous prejudges and preferences are gone. One look and you only see her.

That's what happened to him. With her he's no one. With her he melts into the wall. With her he sees the world in color and not black and white.

Without her he's nothing. Without her he sees no purpose. Without her he gives up.

But she's always there. Moves around and takes on new journeys but always there. He can always catch her in the net, always.

White is the definition (and much more) of a Greek goddess and when he catches her lips within his own it's everything he needs.

~X**X~

the end