Garden of Obscurity

Her heart pounds violently against her fragile chest as her body tremulously shook with bitter fear yet odd desire. Sweat mixed with salty water flowed down her cheeks and her pale creamy skin blushes a dark sanguine color. Cruel callous hands wildly vitiate such smooth, pristine skin and rough leech-like lips desperately cling to silky textural lips and refuse to depart until either a soul slips into such lips or air became the priority. And at that moment dark crimson eyes bore into hers with such blind lust and murderous intent that she shudders. The aggressor took her hand and held it to the part of his bulk chest of where his heart should be. And he sighs coarsely from her cold skin. He wants her to feel his heartbeat, feel how rapidly it was thumping, and feel how excited he was. But she could not notice his faint show of rare affection and gazes at an empty space. She began to drift into a past of when the invisible iron clasps that had been wrought by his hands and attached to her wrists chained eternally to him had not exist.

That precious time she took for grant it.

He frowns of her action to ignore him and attempts to force her back to their very real reality. He kisses her again adding heavy pressure and snakes his large arms around her body and held her against him tightly; as if someone had the brave nerve to take her away. He merges his own flavor into the kiss by rolling his tongue along hers and managing to lightly nip her bottom lip in the process. She couldn't help it and moans from the intensity of his corruption and grabs onto his bare-arms and allows her skin to melt with his.

For just an instant they were one being.

The air surrounding them became thicker and obscured their naked forms. She once more tries to drift into her daydream but the air became so thick she had to gasp for breath.

"You'll say it won't you, Noriko?" he murmurs in between quick breaths

"Say my name for me?" the said girl applies a small bitter smile to her countenance and gasps his name for him.

"Juugo"

And his routine of torture was over just as quickly as it had begun.

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