writing snippets

simmer (there's so many ways to give in) [nelle & kingsley]

you know well enough this is not going to last. your reunions with one another were sweet one moment and bitter the next. you meet him filled with rage, needing an outlet and he is more than happy to be your punching bag if it means you both depart satisfied. you are more than happy to comply if it means being relieved of the momentary anger you had bottled up.

his whispers are slow and hot against your skin, charming and sweet and disgustingly genuine. it makes your chest hammer and you dig your nails deep into his back in response in an effort to redirect your focus. but his teeth, sharp and venomous, bite at your skin and with each puncture your fury hitches in your throat and your hands twitch.

you whisper back, fast and warm but an underlying urgency seeps through and if he notices he does not react. his presence stays steady and consistent. for a moment you think this is the closest you ever get with him, with anybody, before he tugs and bites. if you were with anyone else, if he was anyone else, you would have forced the noise down. but it flows past your lips and into his own and you lose your train of thought. you can feel him grin.

in response you scratch and you pull and your ability to string together witty remarks and falsehoods are replaced with high pitched gasps and honest pleas against his neck. you inhale.

one. he has a hand on your face and is looking at you and the world stops. his emotions are always so easy to read when he's bare like this. for a moment, the usual gleam of amusement is gone from his eyes. it is replaced by a look you refuse to acknowledge and snarl at it in response. he blinks and amusement glitters again.

two. his skin is warm and slick against yours, a pleasant change to his standard coldness.

three. it takes a moment, your hand is on his hip, nails digging deep, eyes edging him on and the look he gives you makes you feel like you have venom running through your veins. you give in.

four...this can't last. five...you can't keep doing this. six...it has to end. seven...you...eight...nine...him...ten. you exhale long, warm, and relief is what you feel at long last and your wrath is tamed.

your world stops one more time. you are staring at him as he stares back, eyes half lidded and you can feel his pulse in yourself and your grip loosens on his hip and he lets out a breathless laugh that ghosts your face. time resumes.

you push him off from over you and sit up. your body feels lighter now, easier to move in then when you got here and whatever rage that had been boiling has simmered and been replaced.

you look over your shoulder, his mask is already back in position and reading him has gotten harder so you narrow your eyes in a glare instead and he looks at you with eyebrows raised and you can tell by the scrunch of his eyes that he's grinning at you.

"off already?" is what he says to you. his voice lilts like it does when he's pleased and you turn your back to him to search for your things.

you don't want to grace him with a response, but your mouth is moving before you realize and you're saying "i have things to do."

"oh?" you feel him sit up to lean lazily against the wall. "and i guess i was one of those things?" he's teasing, you know he's teasing and you refuse to take the bait.

"yup." you pull on your boots and snap your coat before pulling it over your shoulders, tying your scarf in a bow around your neck to complete your dress.

you turn to him and he's looking at you with a pointedly empty expression and you resist the need to fidget.

"see you 'round, rat eater~." you blow him a kiss, shoot him a wink, and you decide to leave the way you came in, through the window. you've one leg out when you feel a soft and firm tug on your arm and you turn to snap at him but you do not get the chance. he is kissing you slowly and it's a disgusting feeling that rears its head in your stomach but you wait a beat before pushing him off. instead of snapping you plaster on a sly smile. "our time's up, viper, that's gonna cost you next time."

and you drop.