part one of a few(?)
no words needed to be delivered, only the grip tightening on his arm, the kisses increasing, devouring his body, the flickered stolen looks from dangerously green eyes.
silence still. fingermarks became fingerbruises, the kisses became frenzied nips, devouring his soul, the glances became few and far between but cut further.
a soft moan slipped over Karl's parted lips, spellbound now spellbroken. He twined his fingers into golden hair, other fingers finding a cheek to intimadate, to love and he folded in on himself.