Satan in the Saint

Forbidden love lust He came close, softly whispered his intentions in her ears and prepared to leave. Her body, enticed in his trap, begged her to stop him and she surrendered.He dangled his clever bait and her desperation reached for it: Her helplessness was overtaken by her intense longing. She pulled him towards herself, and held him tightly, giving him no room for escape. He conceded.

He pinned her against the wall and tightly clawing her hair, leaned in to kiss her. They sucked on each other’s lips, and then their tongues met, his tongue gliding against hers.

Each passing moment was a defeat of their minds; they were being destroyed in each other’s love, but nothing felt wrong in that moment. It was like heaven’s divine.

They were relentless. She grabbed his bottom lip between her teeth, and gently pulled away. Then afraid of what was about to happen, she turned away. But the burning flame, their pounding hearts, and the rising heat of the moment weren’t letting them stop. They were being burned in this heat, but they wanted to burn a bit more. He wanted to snatch her away from this world. So, he swiftly pulled her back towards him and, pressing hard, locked her hands with his, then emphatically started kissing other parts of her neck.

She was melting into a puddle. He turned her to the wall, grabbed her from the back and pressing his body against hers, breathed into her neck. The sea of desire trapped in their hearts was about to explode, and their bodies were ready to be drenched in the passion they had for each other.

With this passion, he unzipped her dress, let it drop on the floor and shoved her onto the bed. Straddling her, he pulled her hands over her head and took time to explore her body.

The temperature started rising, and she released her inner beast: she tore his clothes off and could no longer take it. She put her arms at the back of his neck, pulled him closer and started kissing. The heavy petting and feeling up didn’t stop.

She got on top, wanting to take charge of the tempo, and led his hands all over her body. He could see the desire in her movements. She then moved her way down his jawline to his neck, then sucked it, nibble it, and completely covered his neck in kisses.

In that moment, lust took over their minds, numbing any feeling of despair and transporting them to the seventh sky.

He passionately started rubbing and grabbing at her inner thighs, dragged his fingers through her scalp and tugged on her hair.

In return, to heat things up another notch, she went on to kiss him below the belt and build the tension by only allowing her cheek and hot breath to casually graze against it.Leading all the way, she wrapped her legs around him, and showed him that she wanted him, right then and there.

He comes in her dreams every day, touches her soul and vanishes.She runs after him, trying to get a hold of him and then dances instead, with such passion.That’s the beauty she finds in this wait.

She weaves stories in her head of how they’ll meet, he whispers in her ears, “The wait will be worth it."

She’s wearing her dream gown, that cap-sleeved black sleek dress, with red frilled lace, that’s outlining her body and falls at the end of her feet’s arches. Her straight hair, with loose curls on the ends, falls effortlessly behind her shoulders, exposing her tiny golden necklace.

He approaches her from the back, holds her hand and gives it a spin in such a way that her dress flares out and her whole body turns to face him. He comes close and takes the black-coloured venetian columbina mask, she’s wearing, off her face to find her eyes. He strokes the tresses on her face with his finger and drowns deep into her eyes, there’s no escape and he enjoys being lost in them. With a tilting rhythm, her eyes look down as she reddens in his stare. She glances back up at his face and reaches her hand over his face with an intention to take off his black-coloured mask, that is astoundingly complimenting his body in that tuxedo. He catches her hand before it reaches his mask, strikes a smile, takes steps backwards and exits the door.

She stands still and this again keeps her from putting a face to their story, which wakes her up from her dream. Every time she thinks of love, she thinks of him coming to rescue her from the wilderness of this life and taking her to a place where time and space lose their boundaries.

When he sees her, he only sees her, with a fire ignited in his heart,When she sees him, he becomes transfixed, losing sight of anyone else in the room.When he speaks with her, he tries to learn more of her,When she speaks back, he promises himself to take the whole of her and never part from her.When she takes time to trust him, he binds himself to keep trying and proving himself.When she pushes him back, he knows he should try harder, cuz he can look beyond her facades, whether it’s her phoney grin or her tough demeanour.

When people say this kind of love is only found in storybooks, she refuses to believe that. She has faith in the universe that there is someone that is only there for her and no one else, and who understands her like no one else. He’s out there, calling out to her and yelling, “You have big dreams, you have huge aspirations in life. Pursue them. I’ll come when you least expect me.” He believes in her, fully and entirely, and is happier when he sees her succeed in life. He’s all about her; it is only him who can handle her fire.He desires her presence,He blossoms in her company,And in her absence, he feels dark night looming over him.