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CHAPTER 31
I WANT MORE
The black sky illuminated once again with a bright lightning, followed by a loud thunder; this only added yet more to Legolas' distress as he ran blindly into the night, following Arwen with his mere instinct. He swiftly climbed the stone stairs that served as an entrance to the city, and suddenly found himself back in the forest that surrounded the Gray Cliffs. The forest was pitch black, and he couldn't see anything, not even with his elven sight; so he moved his head from side to side, trying to hear or smell anything that indicated where Arwen had gone to. The pounding sound of the rain and the persistent howl of the wind made his task even harder, so he closed his eyes and concentrated in Arwen's presence, trying to 'feel' her above the noise and darkness. Finally, he could locate her and took off running after her once again, praying that he could find her before anything wrong could happen to her.
Arwen too was running blindly through the thick forest, paying no attention to Legolas' desperate calls for her. She couldn't wipe out the image of him with this woman out of her head, and each time she remembered the two of them together, the rage and pain inside of her grew bigger. She ran with all of her strength, feeling as if her legs were going to fall off from the great effort, and not minding the branches that left tiny cuts on her arms and face as she strode by.
As she got deeper and deeper into the forest, the wind started to calm down, and the rain receded to a light sprinkle; but the storm of rage and hurt inside of her did not calm down and she continued running while enormous drops still fell from the soaking trees above. The dark clouds once covering the firmament faded away, and pale rays of moonlight pierced through the foliage of the forest.
"Arwen!" - she heard his voice getting closer to her, and she tried to run faster, to get away from him, but she tripped with a fallen trunk, and fell heavily upon the leaf-covered ground.
Legolas heard a soft cry of pain and quickened his pace, finally catching up with her. He found her sitting on the ground, cradling a hurt knee and sobbing softly.
"Arwen! Are you well?" - he asked worriedly, kneeling by her side and carefully touching the hurt knee. Arwen looked at him with much more than resentment in her eyes and slapped his hand away from her.
"Do not dare to touch me Legolas" - she said lowly through gritted teeth, a betraying tear streaming down her cheek. Legolas insisted, which only caused her anger to explode.
"GET AWAY FROM ME!!!" - she thundered, forcing herself to get up, and limping away from him.
Legolas stood up quickly and grabbed her shoulder, forcing her to stop and turn around to face him - "Talk to me Arwen" - he pleaded, looking into her eyes.
"I have nothing to tell you. Remove your hand from me! And let me go!" - she ordered, slapping his hand from her shoulder. He quickly grabbed her again.
"I won't let you go anywhere until you talk to me. Tell me why are you so mad at me?"
Arwen looked back at him with disbelief - "Why? You want to know WHY? You seemed to be enjoying Nohemy's hospitality quite well. Where you planning to stop that whore at some point Legolas?" - she said sarcastically, revealing just how mad she was.
Legolas sighed and lowered his head - "I don't know Arwen, I don't know if I would have stopped her" - he said softly, almost apologetically, he paused for a second, and then continued - "But that is not the point, what I would like to know is why does this wrongs you so much?"
Arwen remained silent, not knowing what to say. He stared at her and continued - "Why is this so important to you Arwen? Why do you care so much?" - his voice became more demanding - "Why are you angered by this Arwen? WHY? Why are you jealous? You don't love me!!!" - he snapped at her, completely confused by her actions.
Arwen threw her clenched fist against his face with all her might; he could have stopped her, but he didn't, and received the blow fully in his cheek. - "And that justifies you?!!" - she yelled angered beyond herself. Legolas lifted his gaze and answered - "I am not trying to justify my actions, I don't consider them to be noble, but I am trying to understand why you are so upset!"
Arwen turned her face from him - "You beast! How would a heated animal like you understand, you cannot understand!!!"
Legolas stepped forward, facing her just inches away and hissed - "Then explain it to me so I can understand!!" - Once again, driven by rage and not knowing what else to do, Arwen punched his face with all her might, and once again, he allowed her to. Then, he kneeled in front of her and put his arms behind his back on a gesture of submission.
"Go ahead, strike again!" - he dared her, and she let loose all her anger and punched him repeatedly.
"AGAIN! STRIKE AGAIN! I DEFY YOU!" - and she continued pouring all her rage on him, hitting harder each time until blood was coming out of his mouth and nose.
"LET IT LOOSE ARWEN! HARDER! HARDER!!! It is all I have received lately" - he muttered, and she froze upon hearing those words.
"Why do you stop? Pour it all onto me! I can take it! I am used to it!" - but she dropped her arms to the sides and turned her face from him. Legolas stood up and once again forced her to face him.
"Look at me Arwen! Do you know how long it has been since I was last touched with affection? DO YOU?" - there was a pause, and no response from Arwen - "Years Arwen! For years I have only received kicks in my face, bruises, wounds. That is all I have received!"
Arwen lowered her face, overwhelmed by his outburst; but once again he grabbed her face and forced her to look at him. - "LOOK AT ME ARWEN! Do you know how long has it been since I was needed, since I was wanted? Do you know how long has it been since I was last touched with passion, with yearn, with desire?" - his voice softened and he let go of her.
"Centuries Arwen; centuries have passed since I last felt the warmth of a lover upon my skin. For I have been faithful without being asked. For since I fell in love with you, I haven't been able to be with another. For I haven't been able to fool my heart, that refuses to give love to anyone but you."
Arwen stood silent and still as his words sunk in her mind. What she was hearing was too much for her to assimilate, and yet he continued.
"I was very popular among the ladies of Lasgalen; I can even say loose, for I bedded with many without concern or commitment. But that ended after the ball in Rivendel, from the very moment I saw you, I couldn't think of other but you. I just couldn't force my self to desire another, you were, and are the only one I can desire."
Arwen looked at him with disbelief, his lower lip trembling - "I didn't know"
"And I tried Arwen, I tried to seek warmth in other's arms, I tried to forget about you in the embrace of other lasses; and they were more than eager, but my entire being refused to touch skin other than yours, I just couldn't!"
Arwen was now sobbing openly, overwhelmed with this new confession - "Almost a full age has passed since the ball in Rivendel, Legolas; eternity is too much time to spend without being loved" - she said softly, between muffled sobs.
"I was willing to it, for you Arwen; and I am still willing. What happened with Nohemy was a mistake, I was blinded with hurt."
"You were mad at me, because I lied to you and didn't trust you. I have no right to demand anything from you, I am sorry Legolas." - she managed to say, before covering her face with her hands, sobbing painfully.
He carefully took her hands between his and pressed them against his chest, uncovering her face. - "It is I who is sorry, I caused you much pain with my negligence"
"But I wronged you first, and you are right, I have absolutely no reason or right to be mad at your actions, I have no right over you."
He dropped her hands and took held her face up to his sweetly - "She means nothing to me Arwen, it was an awful mistake; besides, you do have a right over me; I gave you that right from the very day I fell in love with you; and I give it to you now. I give you the right to my life, to do as you wish with me. Tell me what do you want from me and it will be done."
"I don't want anything, you have given me too much, more than what I deserved"
"I offer you whatever is left in me; tell me, what do you want from me?" - he asked softly, still holding her face with his loving, soft hands.
"I don't know.."
He decided to help her - "During all these years I have been faithful to you, without being asked. Ask it from me now Arwen and I will be faithful to you until the end of my days. Ask it from me and I won't touch or lay eyes upon another ever again."
"I have no right, I can't.."
"I give you the right. Ask it from me Arwen, and I promise you that I won't ask anything in return; I won't reproach you. Do you want me to be faithful to you Arwen? Do you want me not to touch or look upon another ever again? Ask it from me and I won't even talk to her again."
"I do!" - she blurted, feeling guilty for her selfishness, but she couldn't deny that she wanted it - "I don't want you to touch her! I don't want her to touch you ever again; I don't want you to talk to her or look at her!!" - as soon as the words came out of her mouth, she regretted saying them; but Legolas did not let her feel guilty.
"Then so be it, consider it done my love" - he said, a smile gracing his gorgeous features, illuminated by the moonlight. - "What else do you want? Say the words, anything you want."
She looked at him intently, taken aback with the way he looked under the pale moonlight and the sweet way in which he was holding her face. She did want something else, but she wouldn't dare to say it.
He noted her indecisiveness and continued talking to her with his soothing and appealing voice - "Tell me Arwen, what is that you want from me? I offer you my life without conditions, without asking anything back from you. I am yours."
"Legolas, after what I did to you, you offer me your life. Why?"
"Because now I understand that you did what you did out of love. I cannot reproach your love for Aragorn, for it is as pure as what I feel for you; and I know that you'll do anything for him, as I would do anything for you. I understand what you did, because I understand the way you feel about him, and I know that you did it for his sake, and because you have to be strong for him."
"I am tired of being strong Legolas; I wish.. I want.." - She felt her heart quickening inside her chest.
"Tell me" - he said, piercing her with his incredibly blue eyes.
She couldn't resist him longer, and finally gave away what she really desired - "I want you to love me, I want you to kiss me, and I want to hear you say that you love me." - she whispered.
He let go of her face, and took a step back, completely confused and surprised by her statement. It was all he had ever wanted for centuries, the fulfillment of his sweetest dreams coming to reality; but he couldn't believe it; it was too good to be true. An ominous silence took place and Arwen wished she had never said those words.
"I am sorry Legolas, I should have never asked this from you" - she said embarrassed - "Please forget I ever said that."
Legolas closed the gap between them and trapped her in his arms - "I cannot forget" - he breathed, looking intently in her eyes, which revealed what she truly desired.
Then, he pulled her closer to him and crushed his lips against hers; and it finally happened, the long awaited, well-deserved kiss the entire universe had longed to behold for so long, and know everything stopped to watch them in awe. He kissed her passionately, deeply, and sweetly; letting show just how much he loved her, and just how much he had longed for her.
At first she was surprised, almost startled; but then she got lost in the softness and sweetness of his lips. She felt as her knees weakened, and she would have fallen if it weren't because he was holding her tightly. Then, she wrapped her arms around his powerful neck as he deepened the kiss, and opened her mouth to receive him. An intense bolt of warm energy coursed through all of her body as his tongue slowly claimed her mouth and started caressing her own tongue in a slow, sensual movement. She responded splendidly to his passionate caresses, and she even dared to caress him back with the tip of her tongue. Her shy caresses sent Legolas over the edge, and he held her tighter, pressing her to his body possessively, moaning softly into her mouth. Legolas' response motivated her to be bolder, and she started exploring his mouth more intimately.
After what seemed to be both an eternity and a brief instant, Legolas broke the kiss, causing Arwen to whimper softly in protest at the loss of his warmth. She opened her eyes and found his looking at her from mere inches away, and while still holding her close to him and looking intently in her eyes he spoke to her.
"I love you" - he said with a voice so low, so sensual and sincere that caused wild chills to course up and down her spine, and the hairs on the back of her neck to stand.
"I.I.." - She hesitated, wanting to say it back to him, but she couldn't.
"Don't say anything you don't really mean Arwen" - he said, gathering her in his arms, until her head was rested on his shoulder - "You don't have to say anything, remember, no conditions." - he assured her softly.
She wanted to cry it out; she wanted to scream on top of her lungs that she loved him back, but it wasn't that simple, and she wasn't sure. She wrapped her arms around his waist and held him tightly, wiping her tears with the bare skin of his chest.
"Shhhh, don't cry for me; I don't need you to say it, truly, I understand. Besides, being able to kiss you, even if it was only this one time, gives me enough joy to live through the darkest of ages."
He stepped back and grabbed her from her shoulders, holding her at arm- reach. "Please, don't cry for me, don't you see that I am beaming? I am the happiest creature in Middle Earth!" - she looked at him and saw that he truly was blissful - "Come on Arwen! Brighten that face! I am going to think that you didn't like the way I kiss."
"NO! No, it is not that, on the contrary" - she said blushing, the memory of his nearness still fresh in her mind.
He laughed amused at her reaction and grabbed her hand - "Let us go back to the Gray Cliffs, dawn is near and you should sleep some before we continue our journey" - he said, while motioning towards the city.
But Arwen did not move an inch, not even when he pulled her hand. - "I do not need to sleep Legolas; and I do not wish to go back to the city."
Legolas turned to face her incredulously - "You do not? Then what do you wish?"
"I want more" - she said slowly.
"More?"
"More of you, I need more of you" - she said sensually, her eyes fixated in him, and darkened with desire.
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Yes, I am sorry I am stopping at such a critical moment, but hey! That will give you something to wait for; right? Right?
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Peace.
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CHAPTER 31
I WANT MORE
The black sky illuminated once again with a bright lightning, followed by a loud thunder; this only added yet more to Legolas' distress as he ran blindly into the night, following Arwen with his mere instinct. He swiftly climbed the stone stairs that served as an entrance to the city, and suddenly found himself back in the forest that surrounded the Gray Cliffs. The forest was pitch black, and he couldn't see anything, not even with his elven sight; so he moved his head from side to side, trying to hear or smell anything that indicated where Arwen had gone to. The pounding sound of the rain and the persistent howl of the wind made his task even harder, so he closed his eyes and concentrated in Arwen's presence, trying to 'feel' her above the noise and darkness. Finally, he could locate her and took off running after her once again, praying that he could find her before anything wrong could happen to her.
Arwen too was running blindly through the thick forest, paying no attention to Legolas' desperate calls for her. She couldn't wipe out the image of him with this woman out of her head, and each time she remembered the two of them together, the rage and pain inside of her grew bigger. She ran with all of her strength, feeling as if her legs were going to fall off from the great effort, and not minding the branches that left tiny cuts on her arms and face as she strode by.
As she got deeper and deeper into the forest, the wind started to calm down, and the rain receded to a light sprinkle; but the storm of rage and hurt inside of her did not calm down and she continued running while enormous drops still fell from the soaking trees above. The dark clouds once covering the firmament faded away, and pale rays of moonlight pierced through the foliage of the forest.
"Arwen!" - she heard his voice getting closer to her, and she tried to run faster, to get away from him, but she tripped with a fallen trunk, and fell heavily upon the leaf-covered ground.
Legolas heard a soft cry of pain and quickened his pace, finally catching up with her. He found her sitting on the ground, cradling a hurt knee and sobbing softly.
"Arwen! Are you well?" - he asked worriedly, kneeling by her side and carefully touching the hurt knee. Arwen looked at him with much more than resentment in her eyes and slapped his hand away from her.
"Do not dare to touch me Legolas" - she said lowly through gritted teeth, a betraying tear streaming down her cheek. Legolas insisted, which only caused her anger to explode.
"GET AWAY FROM ME!!!" - she thundered, forcing herself to get up, and limping away from him.
Legolas stood up quickly and grabbed her shoulder, forcing her to stop and turn around to face him - "Talk to me Arwen" - he pleaded, looking into her eyes.
"I have nothing to tell you. Remove your hand from me! And let me go!" - she ordered, slapping his hand from her shoulder. He quickly grabbed her again.
"I won't let you go anywhere until you talk to me. Tell me why are you so mad at me?"
Arwen looked back at him with disbelief - "Why? You want to know WHY? You seemed to be enjoying Nohemy's hospitality quite well. Where you planning to stop that whore at some point Legolas?" - she said sarcastically, revealing just how mad she was.
Legolas sighed and lowered his head - "I don't know Arwen, I don't know if I would have stopped her" - he said softly, almost apologetically, he paused for a second, and then continued - "But that is not the point, what I would like to know is why does this wrongs you so much?"
Arwen remained silent, not knowing what to say. He stared at her and continued - "Why is this so important to you Arwen? Why do you care so much?" - his voice became more demanding - "Why are you angered by this Arwen? WHY? Why are you jealous? You don't love me!!!" - he snapped at her, completely confused by her actions.
Arwen threw her clenched fist against his face with all her might; he could have stopped her, but he didn't, and received the blow fully in his cheek. - "And that justifies you?!!" - she yelled angered beyond herself. Legolas lifted his gaze and answered - "I am not trying to justify my actions, I don't consider them to be noble, but I am trying to understand why you are so upset!"
Arwen turned her face from him - "You beast! How would a heated animal like you understand, you cannot understand!!!"
Legolas stepped forward, facing her just inches away and hissed - "Then explain it to me so I can understand!!" - Once again, driven by rage and not knowing what else to do, Arwen punched his face with all her might, and once again, he allowed her to. Then, he kneeled in front of her and put his arms behind his back on a gesture of submission.
"Go ahead, strike again!" - he dared her, and she let loose all her anger and punched him repeatedly.
"AGAIN! STRIKE AGAIN! I DEFY YOU!" - and she continued pouring all her rage on him, hitting harder each time until blood was coming out of his mouth and nose.
"LET IT LOOSE ARWEN! HARDER! HARDER!!! It is all I have received lately" - he muttered, and she froze upon hearing those words.
"Why do you stop? Pour it all onto me! I can take it! I am used to it!" - but she dropped her arms to the sides and turned her face from him. Legolas stood up and once again forced her to face him.
"Look at me Arwen! Do you know how long it has been since I was last touched with affection? DO YOU?" - there was a pause, and no response from Arwen - "Years Arwen! For years I have only received kicks in my face, bruises, wounds. That is all I have received!"
Arwen lowered her face, overwhelmed by his outburst; but once again he grabbed her face and forced her to look at him. - "LOOK AT ME ARWEN! Do you know how long has it been since I was needed, since I was wanted? Do you know how long has it been since I was last touched with passion, with yearn, with desire?" - his voice softened and he let go of her.
"Centuries Arwen; centuries have passed since I last felt the warmth of a lover upon my skin. For I have been faithful without being asked. For since I fell in love with you, I haven't been able to be with another. For I haven't been able to fool my heart, that refuses to give love to anyone but you."
Arwen stood silent and still as his words sunk in her mind. What she was hearing was too much for her to assimilate, and yet he continued.
"I was very popular among the ladies of Lasgalen; I can even say loose, for I bedded with many without concern or commitment. But that ended after the ball in Rivendel, from the very moment I saw you, I couldn't think of other but you. I just couldn't force my self to desire another, you were, and are the only one I can desire."
Arwen looked at him with disbelief, his lower lip trembling - "I didn't know"
"And I tried Arwen, I tried to seek warmth in other's arms, I tried to forget about you in the embrace of other lasses; and they were more than eager, but my entire being refused to touch skin other than yours, I just couldn't!"
Arwen was now sobbing openly, overwhelmed with this new confession - "Almost a full age has passed since the ball in Rivendel, Legolas; eternity is too much time to spend without being loved" - she said softly, between muffled sobs.
"I was willing to it, for you Arwen; and I am still willing. What happened with Nohemy was a mistake, I was blinded with hurt."
"You were mad at me, because I lied to you and didn't trust you. I have no right to demand anything from you, I am sorry Legolas." - she managed to say, before covering her face with her hands, sobbing painfully.
He carefully took her hands between his and pressed them against his chest, uncovering her face. - "It is I who is sorry, I caused you much pain with my negligence"
"But I wronged you first, and you are right, I have absolutely no reason or right to be mad at your actions, I have no right over you."
He dropped her hands and took held her face up to his sweetly - "She means nothing to me Arwen, it was an awful mistake; besides, you do have a right over me; I gave you that right from the very day I fell in love with you; and I give it to you now. I give you the right to my life, to do as you wish with me. Tell me what do you want from me and it will be done."
"I don't want anything, you have given me too much, more than what I deserved"
"I offer you whatever is left in me; tell me, what do you want from me?" - he asked softly, still holding her face with his loving, soft hands.
"I don't know.."
He decided to help her - "During all these years I have been faithful to you, without being asked. Ask it from me now Arwen and I will be faithful to you until the end of my days. Ask it from me and I won't touch or lay eyes upon another ever again."
"I have no right, I can't.."
"I give you the right. Ask it from me Arwen, and I promise you that I won't ask anything in return; I won't reproach you. Do you want me to be faithful to you Arwen? Do you want me not to touch or look upon another ever again? Ask it from me and I won't even talk to her again."
"I do!" - she blurted, feeling guilty for her selfishness, but she couldn't deny that she wanted it - "I don't want you to touch her! I don't want her to touch you ever again; I don't want you to talk to her or look at her!!" - as soon as the words came out of her mouth, she regretted saying them; but Legolas did not let her feel guilty.
"Then so be it, consider it done my love" - he said, a smile gracing his gorgeous features, illuminated by the moonlight. - "What else do you want? Say the words, anything you want."
She looked at him intently, taken aback with the way he looked under the pale moonlight and the sweet way in which he was holding her face. She did want something else, but she wouldn't dare to say it.
He noted her indecisiveness and continued talking to her with his soothing and appealing voice - "Tell me Arwen, what is that you want from me? I offer you my life without conditions, without asking anything back from you. I am yours."
"Legolas, after what I did to you, you offer me your life. Why?"
"Because now I understand that you did what you did out of love. I cannot reproach your love for Aragorn, for it is as pure as what I feel for you; and I know that you'll do anything for him, as I would do anything for you. I understand what you did, because I understand the way you feel about him, and I know that you did it for his sake, and because you have to be strong for him."
"I am tired of being strong Legolas; I wish.. I want.." - She felt her heart quickening inside her chest.
"Tell me" - he said, piercing her with his incredibly blue eyes.
She couldn't resist him longer, and finally gave away what she really desired - "I want you to love me, I want you to kiss me, and I want to hear you say that you love me." - she whispered.
He let go of her face, and took a step back, completely confused and surprised by her statement. It was all he had ever wanted for centuries, the fulfillment of his sweetest dreams coming to reality; but he couldn't believe it; it was too good to be true. An ominous silence took place and Arwen wished she had never said those words.
"I am sorry Legolas, I should have never asked this from you" - she said embarrassed - "Please forget I ever said that."
Legolas closed the gap between them and trapped her in his arms - "I cannot forget" - he breathed, looking intently in her eyes, which revealed what she truly desired.
Then, he pulled her closer to him and crushed his lips against hers; and it finally happened, the long awaited, well-deserved kiss the entire universe had longed to behold for so long, and know everything stopped to watch them in awe. He kissed her passionately, deeply, and sweetly; letting show just how much he loved her, and just how much he had longed for her.
At first she was surprised, almost startled; but then she got lost in the softness and sweetness of his lips. She felt as her knees weakened, and she would have fallen if it weren't because he was holding her tightly. Then, she wrapped her arms around his powerful neck as he deepened the kiss, and opened her mouth to receive him. An intense bolt of warm energy coursed through all of her body as his tongue slowly claimed her mouth and started caressing her own tongue in a slow, sensual movement. She responded splendidly to his passionate caresses, and she even dared to caress him back with the tip of her tongue. Her shy caresses sent Legolas over the edge, and he held her tighter, pressing her to his body possessively, moaning softly into her mouth. Legolas' response motivated her to be bolder, and she started exploring his mouth more intimately.
After what seemed to be both an eternity and a brief instant, Legolas broke the kiss, causing Arwen to whimper softly in protest at the loss of his warmth. She opened her eyes and found his looking at her from mere inches away, and while still holding her close to him and looking intently in her eyes he spoke to her.
"I love you" - he said with a voice so low, so sensual and sincere that caused wild chills to course up and down her spine, and the hairs on the back of her neck to stand.
"I.I.." - She hesitated, wanting to say it back to him, but she couldn't.
"Don't say anything you don't really mean Arwen" - he said, gathering her in his arms, until her head was rested on his shoulder - "You don't have to say anything, remember, no conditions." - he assured her softly.
She wanted to cry it out; she wanted to scream on top of her lungs that she loved him back, but it wasn't that simple, and she wasn't sure. She wrapped her arms around his waist and held him tightly, wiping her tears with the bare skin of his chest.
"Shhhh, don't cry for me; I don't need you to say it, truly, I understand. Besides, being able to kiss you, even if it was only this one time, gives me enough joy to live through the darkest of ages."
He stepped back and grabbed her from her shoulders, holding her at arm- reach. "Please, don't cry for me, don't you see that I am beaming? I am the happiest creature in Middle Earth!" - she looked at him and saw that he truly was blissful - "Come on Arwen! Brighten that face! I am going to think that you didn't like the way I kiss."
"NO! No, it is not that, on the contrary" - she said blushing, the memory of his nearness still fresh in her mind.
He laughed amused at her reaction and grabbed her hand - "Let us go back to the Gray Cliffs, dawn is near and you should sleep some before we continue our journey" - he said, while motioning towards the city.
But Arwen did not move an inch, not even when he pulled her hand. - "I do not need to sleep Legolas; and I do not wish to go back to the city."
Legolas turned to face her incredulously - "You do not? Then what do you wish?"
"I want more" - she said slowly.
"More?"
"More of you, I need more of you" - she said sensually, her eyes fixated in him, and darkened with desire.
................................
NOOO, not the little dots!
Yes, I am sorry I am stopping at such a critical moment, but hey! That will give you something to wait for; right? Right?
Remember to review, reviews are good, reviews make me want to write faster.
Seriously, leave a comment.
Peace.
Elwe.