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-Val, um, I have a question.
Her hand tracing the millions of scars that littered my body, giving off a
shine on my pale skin. Almost giving the hint of ice spots to a winter wonderland. Her voice still trying to catch up to her. She pressed her body against mine, the warmth of hers almost seem to melt the ice from my undead body. I was still suprised that she didn't run. Wasn't she cold? I guess that I was just out of it. My mind was still trying to process of what we had just done. I spoke to distract myself from my thoughts.
-What is it that your curious about?
I looked up towards my sunroof that hovered above my bed. It was night and the darkness overwhelmed the window making it almost like a mirror. The sound of her heart beat was a calming, lusterous overture. By the orchastic baratones of love, it had an lumeanesent twinkle of embarassment. I knew she was blushing. I could read her mind, not fully however. Most of her thoughts were static, like an old RCA television with a hanger for reception.
Our naked bodies, entwined with one another, mirrored above, giving off a portrait of two lovers. Da Vinci's sistine chapel would almost equal this. My eyes would have cried blood from the beauty of it had I not been what I'am. I looked at myself, focusing, reading everything I had seen. Glowing golden eyes were doing the same, mocking me, studying me as well. I was disgusted. Her voice broke my concetration.
-Well I was wondering if you, could, well tell me in detail your past? Like a story?
I turned my head and looked into her eyes. They were blue and I got lost in the calming currents that flowed in them. Sweeping me away in a fantastic sheath of blue silk. Her expression held the sight of ectasy. I couldn't help but smile. She began to blush.
-Would you stop that?
As she turned away to hide the scene she was portraying, a chuckle escaped my throat and made itself known.
-I would, however the look you give back makes it so worth my while. You wish to hear my story, however I don't think you could stay up to hear it all.
She gave a smile that taunted me. One that pumped up it's fists and gave me the first jab to the side of my jaw. The boxing match that was to result and I would have to answer and hit back, giving into what it exactly wanted in return.
-Alright, I'll start from the beginning.
Her eyes glittered with curiousity as I began.
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