• Her sweetness blinded him: hair cascading down the supple, tawny back. He couldn't help himself, her lean legs bare under her plaid mini-skirt. He had to have her right then, there, now. Traces of her innocent giggles were in her howling screams.



    "Shh..." his breath was hot and eager



    As the struggle continued, his eyes (that were a soft sea-blue) became a fierce and chilling azure. His caress became a tight clench that changed the screams into muffled sobs.



    Defeated, she went limp in his grip and sniffled quietly.



    The stolen flower bloomed in his mind's eye, forever his alone.