Black leather, black boots, black everything. Checking herself, willing herself not to reveal any sort of emotion at being able to finally finally see Neo in the flesh.
Trinity shivered heatedly underneath her black leather ensemble which she would soon be in.
Morpheus stood over her seat in the control room, waiting to send her in. "Trinity this is the most important mission, you've-" cut off by Trinity's fingers over his lips.
"I know Morpheus, you can trust me not to screw this up," rolling her eyes, she settled into her seat.
Loud.
Smoky.
Heated.
Trinity pushed her way through the room to where Neo stood against the wall. Huddled away from the writhing sea of bodies, he watched the crowd, waiting and watching.
Deciding to shake things up a bit, she sidled over to Neo.
"What's up?" she cocked her head to the side, looking him up and down, eating him up with her eyes.
"Not much," turning away from her, his body language was obvious.
Putting a hand on his back, she traced his pulse slowly. Her mouth thickened with saliva, a need to ravish what she desired and yet restraint kept her from it.
Rules had to be followed.
Neo turned to look at her, a rejection forming in his mind. He looked into her eyes and was lost.
"A dance?" Trinity took his hand and led him out to the floor.
Neo followed blindly.
Wrapping her body around his, she gyrated to the music. Her hands linked behind his neck, riding his thigh, the music pumping in her blood.
Lust thickened her pupils, desire warmed her, ecstasy primed her.
"Who are you?" Neo whispered against her neck.
"Trinity, I want you Neo." Leaning back, she looked into his eyes and leaned forward. Meshing her lips with his, electricity sparked, desire shook.
Neo responded hungrily. Arching her back, she leaned into him.
Trinity let go of her inhibitions and gave into emotion.
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