Skin Deep
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Category:
Angst › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
1
Views:
691
Reviews:
0
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.
Skin Deep
Hello. My second post of fiction and it’s a oneshot. I am drunk. So forgive me if I overlooked something. Happy reading…. *Burp*. Lol…
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Original Fiction : Skin deep – One shot
Fair and elegant, nothing could take her eyes from this angelic man before her. He was the embodiment of light, his magnificent aura a shining armor that befitted the proud successful man that he was. Her breath hitched in her throat as she watched him from across the table, his eyebrows slightly furrowed as he concentrated upon a particularly interesting article about a corporate acquisition that had recently taken place. She winced slightly and her lips pursed in jealousy. Was the article really more interesting than her, she thought as she lifted the coveted cappuccino to her delicately shaped lips. He was an Adonis, the perfect man that she had always longed for and she was pained rather than pleasured with the thought of having him as her lover.
Caroline didn’t want to share him. He was hers after all. Why should the corporate world spend the entire day time with him when she was left with a disheveled Seth by night. Seth; she thought the name corny at first when she met him. But after time, she grew to not only love the sound of it but lavished in the way it rolled off her tongue whilst she moaned his name fervently in their love making. She loved Seth, deeply, madly and all she wanted to do was to ensure he never took his eyes of off her. But that wasn’t meant to be for Seth was a high flying financial trader. His world was fast paced, ever changing and definitely, more exciting. The thrill of making the next biggest profit of all time was always coursing in his veins and Caroline loathed the fact that money was her biggest competition.
She winced at the thought and suddenly, she found herself wishing that they were the only two people in their world. What would it be like to be surrounded in a blanket of white, with nothing but her naked love beside her? They would bask in the warmth of only their passion for each other and it would be endless heaven. But that was never going to be. The world held too much distraction to ever let that occur, which meant that there was only one way, one method for her to ensure he would only have her by his side forever, and that was to bind their love in death.
‘Death’ had been a lingering concept in Caroline’s head for a while now, ever since her friends decided to leave her alone in the orphanage by killing themselves through the consumption of toilet detergent when she was only a little girl. By watching their lifeless bodies with their hands still entwined, she realized that the very act was the only way to seal their connection forever and how she wished she hadn’t been too chicken to join them. Nevertheless, that was in the past and she vowed to one day experience what her best friends had gone through.
To her, the act promised a treasure beyond humanity’s wildest dreams. But she hadn’t shared her theories with Seth, for fear that her way of thinking would frighten him and worse, make him leave. Perhaps it wasn’t normal for her to want him in that way, to want to get underneath his skin, to merge her body with his so tightly that they were closer than Siamese twins. But as soon as the thought crossed her mind, she buried it. She wasn’t concerned with whether he wanted to die with her or not. All she wanted was to have him in her arms forever and she was sure that when he found himself engulfed in that white blanket of bliss, he would surely forgive her.
Seth paused to lift his latte and sniffed a little at the drink before sipping it. She grew furious as he failed to even give her a passing gaze. Unable to bear the lack of attention any longer, she spoke “Seth, would you ever, die for me?” her voice permeating the silence surrounding them.
He turned to face her abruptly. He wore an expression of frustration, a little annoyed having been interrupted from his read. “Well it depends on the situation my dear.” He answered curtly before returning his attention to the acquisition news. Though his voice was a low, it was smooth ecstasy to Caroline’s ears. She let out a small sigh, defeated by the sexy serenade of his tone. However, she was determined to pursue the thought further,
“What if you and I were the only two people in this world? Would you ever want that?” she asked in an earnest voice, full of innocence that masked the underlying seething deviant growing within her.
“That would be nice but it’s not possible.” He smiled at her gently but the sweet moment was brief for he had once again, returned his attention to the papers. He casually flipped the pages in search of more interesting business articles.
The deviant within Caroline exploded. Suddenly, the knife she had used to butter a scone seemed like just the tool for her to fulfill her needs. She wondered if the knife’s firm steel but blunt shape would be enough to do the job. Perhaps she could use the jagged ages to saw through the skin on his wrists. But it occurred to her that he object was probably hard enough to force the knife right through his stomach if she used enough force. If she could only stab Seth and then slice her own hand she would be able to watch their liquid life mingle and meld into a swirling pool of blood red ruby; perhaps in that ritual they would be finally whole. Oh what she would give to smell the metallic essence of his blood and bath herself with it. It would be more than just a turn on; it would be sinfully delicious. She licked her lips at the thought as she observed his skin, his dark hair framing his perfectly sculpted features.
Yes, her friends were right, she decided. Nothing would be more satisfying than to have him cut open, to coat herself in his red velvet and to get underneath his skin. But Caroline concluded that the butter knife wouldn’t do. Instead, she’d wait till they had made love, when their bodies were as close as they could get physically. She would then ensure that the kitchen knife she’d been observing be put to its best use. Yes, she would do it tonight. She would finally pierce through his flawless cover and merge her own bodice within his.
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Original Fiction : Skin deep – One shot
Fair and elegant, nothing could take her eyes from this angelic man before her. He was the embodiment of light, his magnificent aura a shining armor that befitted the proud successful man that he was. Her breath hitched in her throat as she watched him from across the table, his eyebrows slightly furrowed as he concentrated upon a particularly interesting article about a corporate acquisition that had recently taken place. She winced slightly and her lips pursed in jealousy. Was the article really more interesting than her, she thought as she lifted the coveted cappuccino to her delicately shaped lips. He was an Adonis, the perfect man that she had always longed for and she was pained rather than pleasured with the thought of having him as her lover.
Caroline didn’t want to share him. He was hers after all. Why should the corporate world spend the entire day time with him when she was left with a disheveled Seth by night. Seth; she thought the name corny at first when she met him. But after time, she grew to not only love the sound of it but lavished in the way it rolled off her tongue whilst she moaned his name fervently in their love making. She loved Seth, deeply, madly and all she wanted to do was to ensure he never took his eyes of off her. But that wasn’t meant to be for Seth was a high flying financial trader. His world was fast paced, ever changing and definitely, more exciting. The thrill of making the next biggest profit of all time was always coursing in his veins and Caroline loathed the fact that money was her biggest competition.
She winced at the thought and suddenly, she found herself wishing that they were the only two people in their world. What would it be like to be surrounded in a blanket of white, with nothing but her naked love beside her? They would bask in the warmth of only their passion for each other and it would be endless heaven. But that was never going to be. The world held too much distraction to ever let that occur, which meant that there was only one way, one method for her to ensure he would only have her by his side forever, and that was to bind their love in death.
‘Death’ had been a lingering concept in Caroline’s head for a while now, ever since her friends decided to leave her alone in the orphanage by killing themselves through the consumption of toilet detergent when she was only a little girl. By watching their lifeless bodies with their hands still entwined, she realized that the very act was the only way to seal their connection forever and how she wished she hadn’t been too chicken to join them. Nevertheless, that was in the past and she vowed to one day experience what her best friends had gone through.
To her, the act promised a treasure beyond humanity’s wildest dreams. But she hadn’t shared her theories with Seth, for fear that her way of thinking would frighten him and worse, make him leave. Perhaps it wasn’t normal for her to want him in that way, to want to get underneath his skin, to merge her body with his so tightly that they were closer than Siamese twins. But as soon as the thought crossed her mind, she buried it. She wasn’t concerned with whether he wanted to die with her or not. All she wanted was to have him in her arms forever and she was sure that when he found himself engulfed in that white blanket of bliss, he would surely forgive her.
Seth paused to lift his latte and sniffed a little at the drink before sipping it. She grew furious as he failed to even give her a passing gaze. Unable to bear the lack of attention any longer, she spoke “Seth, would you ever, die for me?” her voice permeating the silence surrounding them.
He turned to face her abruptly. He wore an expression of frustration, a little annoyed having been interrupted from his read. “Well it depends on the situation my dear.” He answered curtly before returning his attention to the acquisition news. Though his voice was a low, it was smooth ecstasy to Caroline’s ears. She let out a small sigh, defeated by the sexy serenade of his tone. However, she was determined to pursue the thought further,
“What if you and I were the only two people in this world? Would you ever want that?” she asked in an earnest voice, full of innocence that masked the underlying seething deviant growing within her.
“That would be nice but it’s not possible.” He smiled at her gently but the sweet moment was brief for he had once again, returned his attention to the papers. He casually flipped the pages in search of more interesting business articles.
The deviant within Caroline exploded. Suddenly, the knife she had used to butter a scone seemed like just the tool for her to fulfill her needs. She wondered if the knife’s firm steel but blunt shape would be enough to do the job. Perhaps she could use the jagged ages to saw through the skin on his wrists. But it occurred to her that he object was probably hard enough to force the knife right through his stomach if she used enough force. If she could only stab Seth and then slice her own hand she would be able to watch their liquid life mingle and meld into a swirling pool of blood red ruby; perhaps in that ritual they would be finally whole. Oh what she would give to smell the metallic essence of his blood and bath herself with it. It would be more than just a turn on; it would be sinfully delicious. She licked her lips at the thought as she observed his skin, his dark hair framing his perfectly sculpted features.
Yes, her friends were right, she decided. Nothing would be more satisfying than to have him cut open, to coat herself in his red velvet and to get underneath his skin. But Caroline concluded that the butter knife wouldn’t do. Instead, she’d wait till they had made love, when their bodies were as close as they could get physically. She would then ensure that the kitchen knife she’d been observing be put to its best use. Yes, she would do it tonight. She would finally pierce through his flawless cover and merge her own bodice within his.