I thought that I would rate this "R" just to be safe. Anyone with a brain can tell what these two are about to do. Plus people are weird about this sort of thing. There's nothing graphic here. I repeat, There is nothing graphic here. Oh yeah, and I don't own Candidate for Goddess. Hope you enjoy! ^_^



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Cold.

That is what you are.

Sure, you say you love me; but I know better than that.

I'm not as stupid as you may think.

I may act it, but i'm not.

Not really.

Your touching me now.

Fingers touching my skin.

I shiver.

You only smirk.

Your lips mash against mine.

Our body's are pressed together now.

I moan into your mouth.

Oh, how I hate myself for it.

I feel your hands under my shirt.

Your hands.

So cold, yet so soft.

I find myself leaning into your caress.

It's always like this.

You always make me feel this way, only after a few simple touches.

I hate you, but i'm drawn to you.

Why ?

Why can't you just let me be ?

You lead me towards the bed.

Whose is it ?

Mine ?

Yours ?

Clays ?

It doesn't matter anymore.

I'm pushed onto it.



I was just against a wall only a moment ago.

Now i'm here.

It's all happening so fast.

To fast.

Way, to fast.

I don't care anymore.

I sigh, and give in to you.

You know you've won.

There go my clothes.

Now yours.

Your looking at me.

You eat my body with your eyes.

I hate it when you stare like that.

It makes me want to hide.

I'm shaking so much right now.

You give a short chuckle of amusment at this.

Leaning down, you lick my ear.

" I love you. " Is what you wisper to me.

Lies.

Nothing but lies.

Your ready.

I'm not.

You never prepare me.

It hurts. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .



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