Bits and Pieces - Elements

Step by step I feel it creep inside my skin, shred my bones to ash as the righteous hammer of destiny. 

Hard, frozen, blown and burning, all at the same time consuming the pieces that try to hang on to my lost soul, the pieces that keep me trapped in a cruel vicious loop of fear and defeat.

I kneel with my knees buried in the soft earth. It holds me down and caresses me, soothes the scarred knees of the wounds inflicted by lost passions, dreams and desires.

The rain comes and carries away the stains of blood lingering in my emaciated skin, washes away all the disease and putrid remains of your lies and misdirections given to me in the maze that was my love for the idea of you.

I feel it now… I am so close now. I feel it brush my skin and drag my hair in its steady blow, so fresh and perfumed by the scents of a new world out there. The mix of sea breeze with green grass fields  and wet dirt. The perfume of freedom so close now, that it is almost palpable.

I see it now as it starts to consume me… I see them spread as they are lit by the warm flames… I smell burning pine and cinnamon, red is all I see now. 

The shell is falling, my limbs so light and gracious once again. 

I hear violins and the song they sing for me. A song of earth, water, wind and fire, my requiem…

I am reborn, I am free, my light burns brighter and warmer now as I spread my wings and fly into infinity with a wicked smile on my lips and bright eyes full of wonder for the things I had once forgot.

Longings and Loathings - Chapter 10

They were both hungry for something...
The single brush of skin on skin caused lust to arise within their eyes.
There was the unspoken promise of sharing dark secrets and hidden desires that made them both burn and tease each other.
A simple game of hunter and prey where there was no defined part.
They both gave in to make their hungers match and be sated.

They drank from each others bodies with their lavished tongues, they bit on their flesh imprinting their marks on the soft sweaty flesh and it was good.
The mix of sweat, blood and sex creating the most devilish and intoxicating perfume for their heightened senses.
Hands sliding along the damp skin, lips producing sighs and moans of pleasure, flesh against flesh in a daunting dance.
She took control and moved her body to cover his, sliding her lace underwear to the side to allow him entrance into her warm and wet core. She guided him in and slid herself down his full member before starting a slow rocking motion, teasing him more and more as pressed her inner muscles to engulf him even further, tightening herself around him.
His hands travelled her body choosing to lay on her voluptuous breasts, cupping them. The roughness of their touch making her nipples sensitive to the point of pain and exploding in sensation as he pinched them hard enough to make her cry out.
The slow place of her movements replaced by a frenzied ride to ecstasy almost too much for her to hold on to sanity.
He bent forward and where his fingers tortured before now laid his teeth, nibbling and sucking as if he could consume her and devour her whole.
Her hold on control torn to pieces as her ragged breaths and moans filled the four walls in which they stood. She claimed her pleasure selfishly and exploded of pleasure. The contraction of her inner muscles almost bringing him to his release but he wasn't done with her yet.
He placed his hands around her face and kissed her passionately, taunting her with the tip of his tongue before biting her lower lip causing yet another groan to escape from her throat.
He stared into her eyes and her flushed skin before grabbing her by the waist and turning her on her back.
He ran his hands up and down the soft skin of her back, digging his nails into her ass while he positioned himself behind her. Her juices running down her thighs, so slick that he entered her easily in one thrust and stopped there, feeling her tighten around him once again eager for more.
It didn't take long for her to start moving her hips against him but he wouldn't allow it. He firmly placed his hands on her hips holding her in place while she whimpered to feel him move, to feel him fuck her and make her surrender to him.
And then he began his thrusts, quick, hard and deep, he would take his pleasure of her like he enjoyed it the most. He penetrated her to the beat of an insane symphony while she grunted more and more, the intensity and the feelings building up in each move of his hip.
She lost herself in sensation once again and screamed of delight as his palm spanked her ass without mercy of warning. His hand so heavy that she almost lost her balance and fell against the soft pillow.
He stroke her with his hand over and over again until there was no more holding back and he came inside of her with a grunt while his nails pierced the flesh of her hips.

Then he collapsed on top of her still inside and started to kiss and nibble on her shoulders until they both surrendered to the exhaustion of their satiated bodies.
It wasn't love, it was raw and pure desire but on that moment there was no world, just them and lust.

Bits and Pieces - Anaïs Nin Quotes

“There were always in me, two women at least, one woman desperate and bewildered, who felt she was drowning and another who would leap into a scene, as upon a stage, conceal her true emotions because they were weaknesses, helplessness, despair, and present to the world only a smile, an eagerness, curiosity, enthusiasm, interest.”

"I, with a deeper instinct, choose a man who compels my strength, who makes enormous demands on me, who does not doubt my courage or my toughness, who does not believe me naive or innocent, who has the courage to treat me like a woman."

"Anxiety is love's greatest killer. It makes others feel as you might when a drowning man holds on to you. You want to save him, but you know he will strangle you with his panic."