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Love with Her, Love with Him - The Feeling Of Him

She was lying on the futon, under him. They were making love, again. His breath on her neck made her lips shiver. The feeling of him… the feeling of him was getting more addictive everyday. She used to laugh at it, but now she started to understand. Sex wasn't the type of game you could play with your best friend without consequences. But did they have a choice? Their relationship had evolved. They had grown. Time was the only one to blame for this. Time and their condition. Being human meant being doomed. To death, at best. Even a shinigami knew that. And shinigamis were closer to humans than they'd think. Live like fools, die miserable. How sarcastic.

She lied on the futon, weak and demanding, eyes looking in the direction of the ceiling without seeing it. Through her parted lips her body made her sing a complaint whose only recognisable word was his name. The usual lust: their weakness. The feeling of him would be her doom…

Of him it felt like she would never get enough. Never, and the need was so deep it hurt. More, more of his hands on her. More of his skin against hers. More of him… The feeling of him was greediness and decadence. The feeling of him was insanity…

She buried her hands in the silk of his crimson hair and looked into his red eyes. He looked so different with his hair down… He had that look again… Going insane as well? 'We're even, then' she thought as they sank into a decadent kiss.

How much time did they have left? How much time had they lost? When would one of them get enough of this and leave? Or die?

Being in love felt much like walking on a tightrope over a precipice. And the feeling of him was the wind to make sure she fell all the way to the bottom.