Pink Champagne May 9, 2008
Posted by jewaira in Fiction, Love, Stories.trackback
Meeting you for the last time. And it has been a long time since I last saw you too. It doesn’t matter. I don’t need protocol. I don’t need any buildup talk. No fuss. Just give me what I need from you. What I give so willingly.
When we meet, we are like two parts that have long been misplaced and finally find each other. Our bodies fuse into one; my mouth melts into yours, and I eat, drink, hungrily, thirstily, satisfying a long, long fast from you.
We understand each other’s need. Shameless. Raw. Unaffected.
And what I like, how in tune you are to me, how we communicate through the vibrations in our fingertips, our eyes, and the insanity of this selfish, consuming desire.
Urgent. Forgetting modesty, shedding self-consciousness, stripping myself bare for you.
When I finally feel you, connect to you, at all points, I vow never to let go, never to forsake you, never to forget you.
And even though you have spent your energy, spewed your lust relentlessly, you continue trying to please me. You pour your life into me and I am invigorated, awakened, senses both sharpened and intoxicated by the smell of your skin, your cum, and your cologne. And our maniacal lust.
The kind of smell I recognize when I see lovers passing by.
I unwrap the pink foil from the heart-shaped chocolate. And we kiss, chocolate fusing our mouths, champagne seeping onto our tongues, and the sugary, molten chocolate churns into bitter heartburn. But I do what I have wanted to do since I bought them. Eat them off of your body.
The last time. My passion burning . And yours flagged. It depresses you. Your body fails you despite the kisses, the cuddles, and the attention. Your apologies. So inadequate today, I hear you say, over and over again. You desire to please overwhelms me. As always.
You watch me dress. As always. Bit by bit. Admiration in your eyes. Playfulness in mine. Stay longer. But I know you don’t have the strength today.
And it is my last time. With you.
a5aiiiih…
but its even harder when you don’t.
im sure its hard knowing that its ur last time together..
love bites.
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No one likes surprises.
Jewaira
Love doesn’t exist.
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“I’ll show you but for a price - a lot of heartbreak.”
Jewaira
sushi why are you saying this
Why are you repeating old posts?
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Because it’s my blog and I feel like it.
Because I’ve run out of things to say (is that possible?)
Jewaira
All that buildup and you decided to finish it with a depressing and unsatisfying ending. I live on cliches so you better rewrite it and make a predictable ending please
No, wait. I love tragic endings. Let them both die after being poisoned from the chocolate. Muwahahaha.
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You’re wicked, Angelo
Jewaira
*studies you throw narrowed eyes*
Reminiscing again, J?
Why is it that so much you’ve said in your last few posts makes me reminisce too?
The perfect synchrony, the consuming lust, the utter shamelessness…all of it…is all too familiar.
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You understand very well.
But stop making me nervous with your scrutiny
Jewaira
Julie
because I haven’t experienced it and until I do it doesn’t exist for the rest of humanity =P
“molten chocolate churns into bitter heartburn”
I love that transition, and foreshadowing of the end . . .
Maybe it’s not nothing to say, dear one, but a transition to other things to say.
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The end was nigh
but it was also the start down other untrodden paths
Jewaira
Oh so you’re uninspired these days? You want a hug lol?
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Hmmm glad you added that lol
It would be the lack of hugs that gets the creative spleen churning
Jewaira
Oh Jewaira, I LOVE to lick molten chocolate. I would persuade you to come back for more.
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That is a dangerous invitation
Jewaira
sushi
love is the only dignity of humanity
Why are you glad I added the lol?
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Cuz I could feel the radiant warmth of that distant virtual hug and it made me smile
J