LUST – LUXURIA
(Song phrases – Soul meets body – Death Cab for Cutie)
I wan't to live where soul meets body and let the sun wrap it's arms around me...
She carefully applied her bodylotion. Breathing in the scent that was constantly floating through the
air. Turning around she grabbed the brush that was lying on the side of the bathtub and started to
run it through her hair, before she plugged the blow hair-drier in and blew hot air through her hair.
Taking a second to look out of the window she sighed. It was raining again...
... and feel what it is like...
He watched her running the brush through her hair again whenever it was fairly dry. She carefully
applied another layer of mascara and he admired her blue eyes from the door, realizing that he had
never noticed the golden shine her hair had in artificial light. He could sense her scent that was still
in the air. It was not only her bodylotion or her perfume... The whole apartment seemed to smell
like her since she moved in. He knew that they had to leave now, if they wanted to be on time, but
he loved it too much. He loved just to watch her apply her second layer of mascara and eyeshadow.
A habit he usually found annoying. He hated women that wore too much make-up, but it never
seemed to much on her. She was perfect, no matter what. She knew how much, was too much and
how little she needed on workdays. He glanced at his watch again. Realizing that they were going
to be late anyway, he entered the bathroom.
She just now noticed him in the mirror and smiled a warm smile. The smile people loved her for.
She was a caring and good person and people always though that she would not do anything bad.
That is one of the reasons why people thought she was crazy. Dating him. A playboy. Worse than
anybody else they knew. Nobody could understand, why she loved him. Why she moved in with
him and she could not understand them. He was caring. She trusted him and that had been dating
for a whily, but obviously everybody had thought that their relationship was not meant to last. That
Rory Gilmore and Logan Huntzberger were not meant to be together.
Now they both knew that they had been right, but back then, they believed. They had faith in each
other. They wanted things to work and they knew they could, but there comes a time, everybody
has to wake up, even if he had dreamed the sweetes dreams.
He slowly wrapped his arm around her and made her lean back agains his strong chest. She could
smell the scent of his cologne, even though she knew that the bathroom probably smelled like the
cosmetic area of her favourite store. She relaxed for a second. Allowing his fingertips to draw small
circles on her stomach, only concentrating on their matching breathing.
... if the silence takes you then i hope it takes me too...
She had never been a quiet person, but she loved it to be quiet whenever he was around. They had
yelled at each other so much. They had long conversations, which she liked, but there was nothing
she could enjoy as much as the silence that spread between them in situations like this. She knew
that they would not make it to the party they were expected too. She knew that it was wrong that
they had not left the apartment for four whole days. But it felt so much more special, now that she
was dressed up, wearing a blue silky dress and matching underwear. They had been hanging out.
Just watching movies, waiting for a delivery of food that they had ordered or just talking, working
on a project for a class.
„Logan" she murmured, but she knew that he knew that she liked it too much and although she
knew that she should stop him, whenever his hands started to move up and down her sides in a
slow pace, she just could not. She loved it too much, whenever he touched her. She basically lost
her mind. „We..." He spun her around and she looked into his eyes, falling into his gaze. Being lost
for a moment.
Looking into his eyes had always had this effect on her, but still she loved him. Once she heard
somebody say, that her eyes were making people dizzy and in her opinion his were a lot more
intense. Carefully she rose on her toes and carefully united their lips, not paying any attention to
the lip gloss she had applied less than two minutes earlier.
He picked her up and started to undress her in the corridor that connected all their rooms. Slowly he
unzipped her dress and slipped it down her shoulders, before even reaching the door of the living
room, A chill ran through her body whenever the cold air touched it, making her breath in sharply.
He gave her a boyish grin and started to undo her bra. Leaving her almost naked right in front of
the entrance door.
Admiringly he let his glance go up and down her body, before he pushed her forcefully agains the
front door, leaving her breathless by the force of his movements. The cold of the door let another
chill go down her body, almost making her wish she had made him go to the party. She felt the
doorknob hurt her lower back and tried to adjust their weight agains the door, while he placed
kisses up and down her neck.
... you are the only song i want to hear...
He also stripped her out of her panties, leaving her naked and him still totally dressed, still pressed
agains the door. „Stay right here" He demanded. „Do not move" he said slightly turning around and
obviously trying to remember the positions he was in. She was cold, but somehow she did not dare
not to follow his demands, so she stood there. He came back with a scarf, tying her hands
together...
She had never been a fan of things like this, but he liked it and she did not want to ruin his mood, so
she just