Curves
by KatiKat
Heero licked his lips and ran his hands over her smooth curves. She was beautiful.
He had desired her for months, but he couldn´t allow himself near her. But now
she was his and only his. He won´t share her with anybody. She was his prize. Eyes
shining with passion, he watched the dance of shadows on her body, on the
wonderful curves, on-
"Heero," sounded the voice of his lover through the intercom in the
garage, breaking through his dream-like haze. "Stop fondling the motorbike
for a moment and come up. Dinner is ready."
The End