Concede Young,Abject Cain. Concede Ch.26
Previously on Dfectiv 3maj!n8shun: Our two heroes were once lost and now they are found. Pain had consumed the house but then came excitement. With the news of the scheduled tour the group starts to pack for their awaited, new journey. Will this tour make them famous forever or just a one-hit wonder? To find out you must read on!!
Different Point of View
The room was full of candles, filled with the scent of lust, it was dark but it was not silent. Giggling was heard as was moans started to fill the room.
His hand tugged onto the bottom of her shirt, his tongue licked her collarbone, her hands ventured up his shirt as their body intertwined to their heart’s beating rhythm. He had found his way to her treasured lips; with confidence his tongue slowly entered her mouth. It was a battle that she knew she would not be able to win. As the moments passed, her mouth was finally conquered.
The two broke free from the war; she was breathless, he was restless, they were painfully in love.
“I can’t do this anymore,” the girl broke out crying. She had finally realized what she was doing. It was like a drug that she can never take back. She was now receiving the consequences of the injections. He tried to hide the pain within the darkness.
“It’s ok. Soon we’ll be able to tell them,” the boy reassured the girl.
“Can’t we tell’em now?” the girl cried into his shoulders in hysteria.
“Baby, I’m not ready yet. But I promise, I swear to all the things in the world, we will tell them soon,” he assured her as he kissed her head.
She nodded her head as he held her. He lulled her to sleep while she thought of what to do.
Just as the night was slowly entering to it’s wakening, the girl woke up and silently left the room.
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Different Point of View
The room was full of candles, filled with the scent of lust, it was dark but it was not silent. Giggling was heard as was moans started to fill the room.
His hand tugged onto the bottom of her shirt, his tongue licked her collarbone, her hands ventured up his shirt as their body intertwined to their heart’s beating rhythm. He had found his way to her treasured lips; with confidence his tongue slowly entered her mouth. It was a battle that she knew she would not be able to win. As the moments passed, her mouth was finally conquered.
The two broke free from the war; she was breathless, he was restless, they were painfully in love.
“I can’t do this anymore,” the girl broke out crying. She had finally realized what she was doing. It was like a drug that she can never take back. She was now receiving the consequences of the injections. He tried to hide the pain within the darkness.
“It’s ok. Soon we’ll be able to tell them,” the boy reassured the girl.
“Can’t we tell’em now?” the girl cried into his shoulders in hysteria.
“Baby, I’m not ready yet. But I promise, I swear to all the things in the world, we will tell them soon,” he assured her as he kissed her head.
She nodded her head as he held her. He lulled her to sleep while she thought of what to do.
Just as the night was slowly entering to it’s wakening, the girl woke up and silently left the room.
©Copyright 2005-2007 3maj1n_dfectiv (LiveJournal ID: 7939218) All rights reserved.
©Copyright 2005-2007 o0PhiliaHaima0o (Quizilla ID: 1977972) All rights reserved.
©Copyright 2005-2007 Xenos-N-Virulent (MediaMiner ID: 133008) All rights reserved. This story is copyrighted. Any copying or distributing is prohibited by law. All ideas, characters, personalities, events, and names belong to Ni KuVa and are not to be copied, stolen, or used out of context without the writer's consent.