and embraced as a last embrace given a couple injured in a war that did not ask.
He took her hand while she poured out her tears.
tender but was quickly embraced. She did not feel such fervor for centuries, and he never would have imagined a revolt in her heart.
did not want to separate.
She trembled with tenderness and sincerity conveyed by words it:
"We are what we are and why we can not change."
One of them had to put final, saving his life ... and she added: "I love you, you will not be in any doubt, but I did not ask for love or be loved. "
They embraced more stealthily than before.
Neither wanted to let the smallest distance arises between them, seeking the eternal.
cried inconsolably. Their eyes clashed while their bodies were rubbed gently.
The moon was shining, pure white, with all its splendor and magnificence ...
With a slight smile, he added: "I stroked his chin, and begins to scrape")
Her fingers slid down her hair became entangled with the sweet and passionate look of it, while the scent of her skin took possession of it, exciting, but realizing that he was really in love with her.
No barriers between their bodies ... just a thin sheet of silk, waving around the spacious room lit only by the beautiful full moon.
silent screams. Pats without a warrant. Besos unchecked. Chaos of the senses. Time stops. His hands caress the forbidden places. The cold sweat bathed their bodies.
Who's in control?
They rolled and she was up, rolling again and stay on top ...
Who's in control?
Kisses and bites. Frenzy. He kissed her neck and hit her breath on his thin skin, noticed how this softly bristled. ;)
watched as biting his lower lip as his body shrunk and stretched in a spasm of uncontrolled passion.
His excitement was his excitement.
only heard a heartbeat, that of both. The beat in unison their dance of love. They kept rolling on a slope that has no end ... A hug that has no end.
The heartbeat quickens.
movements became more accurate.
His pupils were dilated. Their eyes met as the head tilts back.
And then ...
A groan came from nowhere swept across the room.
The clearing of the silvery moon overtakes the room and their bodies fell slowly, arm in arm, under the silk sheets.
objects, the senses ... It all goes back to its original place.
The moon seems to smile, while they, arms, surrendered dropping the dream, I believe to be one, loving their differences, realizing that these differences actually complement your being and happiness. They create their own fulfillment.
... Nothing and nobody can change the past, but we .... We are
... this ....
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