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This week’s challenge: write a love scene
The bass was bumping, filling her chest cavity with heavy sound. Half melted makeup and two strains of sweat mixed, leaving a sweetly metallic impression on the edges of her teeth. She felt his weight shift against her almost as an afterthought, a hollow image of touch. She focused on the slightly open vee of his shirt, which carelessly exposed his intentions.
His breath was stilted, he wouldn’t show his true hand if it could be helped. He ran through the stats again and filed away the big guns for later. If there was a later. He took a timid glance, she was like the moon – cool, smooth, hallowed. Her eyes pinned him, unseeing. He was suddenly afraid he’d float away without her.
There was something to be said for awkward ministrations, especially when reciprocated. She recognized the blood driving through her for what it was, for what she had thought she didn’t possess. He recognized it too, and it set him free. Her hand curled around his finger and their eyes met, unvarnished.
MOV
February 12, 2012 at 10:10 am
nicely done
best,
MOV
barbara
February 12, 2012 at 10:15 am
a hollow image of touch
this is a great word picture!
Deus Ex Machina
February 12, 2012 at 2:09 pm
Oh my. So much going on here. Great flow and aura. Very nicely done.
I, Rodius
February 12, 2012 at 5:00 pm
The open shirt that carelessly exposes his intentions is pure brilliance.
Jessie Powell
February 12, 2012 at 9:41 pm
My favorite line was “slightly open vee of his shirt, which carelessly exposed his intentions.” Thus, even when he is trying to conceal his hand, it is revealed.
karen
February 13, 2012 at 12:50 am
Me, I loved this line: “There was something to be said for awkward ministrations, especially when reciprocated.”
I know this intimately.
Perfect. <3
Trifecta
February 13, 2012 at 6:06 am
Thanks so much for linking up this weekend. Remember, this weekend’s entries are being judged by the Trifecta community so make sure you visit the site to register your vote! Hope you can join us for Monday’s prompt!
Dani
February 14, 2012 at 11:30 am
Loved this WHOLE paragraph!!!!
“His breath was stilted, he wouldn’t show his true hand if it could be helped. He ran through the stats again and filed away the big guns for later. If there was a later. He took a timid glance, she was like the moon – cool, smooth, hallowed. Her eyes pinned him, unseeing. He was suddenly afraid he’d float away without her.”
- Thanks soooo much for Sharing
Lulo
February 14, 2012 at 8:23 pm
Thanks, girl!