i've got scars that can't be seen | speck

[Elysium]

watch your tongue or have it cut from your head,
save your life by keeping whispers unsaid.

   He cannot resist maintaining the very same smirk that has remained, observing her carefully. At such close proximity, he can see every feature and taste every detail - his sensitive hearing catches the faint but rattling beat of her pounding heart and her quiet breathing, and he can sense her warmth near his unusually icy skin. He adjusts and shifted his four forelegs beneath him, folding them carefully as he lays beside her - something he normally did not make a habit of. At the end of each leg is an unusual shape; a padded paw with sharpened claws, which idly rake at the moist soil as he grips the earth tightly.

  She begins to fumble over her words, and he finds it enticing - she is truly an illumination unto herself, and with the moonlight bathing her copper skin so beautifully, highlighting her gentle, delicate and feminine features, he feels something stir within him that he hadn't before. He can sense her longing stares, and it would be a lie on his behalf if he were to pretend he were not grateful for the attention. It was not often anyone - or anything - pined over him, and he can feel her urging seeping through her pores. She utters her name (Speck) and he finds that she is anything but a mere speck - she is the entire moon, the stars and the sun combined, and he is drawn in as a moth to its dangerous flame.

  He watches her closely as she drapes her unusual tresses across her neck, tempting him further. Though she may not see her as alluring as he does, she has invited him in closer and he is not one to turn such a stunning creature down. He leans forward, his breath gentle tickling her ear as he brushes the flattened, barren part of his nose down her neck to the nape, breathing her scent in deeply. He can hear her breath catch and it draws a much more wicked grin - her anxious giggles only spur him on further, and soon he has leaned close enough to press his lips along her jaw. A brief touch; a light kiss.

  "Tell me, Speck .. where are you from? I want you know you." 

   I want you, he only says to himself.

elysium

no mercy from the edge of the blade,
dare escape and learn the price to be paid.