To look at flesh and ink carrying the sheen of His work
Tempted
Overwhelming Her with a hunger that isn't for food
Weakened
Immodestly clothed in pants and shirt of coarse fab
Exposed
Skin heating, flushing after the caress of His hard stare
Desired
The distance between Them evaporates
as the bond burns inferno-like
Touched
He retreats from Her, Their Wilds peek out
from the cocoon of skin
Controlled
He is proud of the temptation He is,
weakening Her Resolve
Frustrated
She begins Her interrogation again, always asking about her.
Reminded
Her question trembles Her hands, His confession is Silence,
Repeated
The weight of His admission echoes in Her sandal-shod steps.
Pounded
The green in Her voice matching the green
of His eyes around her neck
Envied
So many moments with her drawn out
of His pained memories
Betrayed
He loved her for so long, He loves Her now,
both live in the same space within His heart
Shared
Still starving, forgiveness-denying jealousy is consuming
who She was before Him
Lost.
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Her family's silver knives were taken from Her hands
Because of the justified blood SHE shed in these northern lands.
Always keep your weapons close, was the teaching of Her Father,
So with Her blades gone, she has found a living weapon in another.
An Eastern female who seeks combat with the sister of her Far North mate,
Trained by a female Alpha who was allowed to live despite her ordained fate.
Sometimes I think the Moon lied to us, apostasy in whispered breath,
Spoken to One from across the sea by one who fights on Her left.
In training every day, bodies battered, their blood is shed,
Neither whimpering nor crying, they lay on the floor and laugh instead.
Request refused. A Luna Made crushing the hand of a Luna being made,
the Wilds shifting under their skins, eyes that don't look away.
"When you can fight better with these than your knives."
One on One... She would love to fight her, Her Nature decides.
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RandomScribbles humbly offered by Mama Magie @PenumbraMINE Impressions from Across the Sea : BESSA and Borson BESSA will always be capitalized as She, Her, Hers. Borson will always be capitalized as He, Him, His. together -They, Their. other will be pres...
