She lay there unaware a tempting sight
his desires sparked by her slumber. He watched her breathing soft and even
a silent predator in the night. The thought of taking her while she dreamed consumed him
a wicked game of power and lust. Her innocence was a challenge
her trust a veil he longed to tear. He crept closer his heart pounding with anticipation
a silent promise of what was to come. The room was dark save for the moonlight
casting long shadows across her form. Her body a canvas for his forbidden desires
he reached out a trembling hand. A gasp escaped his lips
as she stirred in her sleep. His breath hitched as her eyes fluttered open
a moment of pure terror and thrill. She looked at him confused
her voice groggy with sleep. He had to act fast before she understood
before the truth dawned on her. His hand moved to her lips silencing her protests
a twisted embrace. The struggle was brief
her strength no match for his desperate need. He watched her eyes
a mix of fear and something else a primal recognition. The silence returned
heavy and oppressive after the storm. He lay beside her heart racing
the deed done a secret shared. Dawn crept in
painting the room in hues of regret and triumph. She awoke later
a vague sense of unease. He watched her
a knowing smile playing on his lips. The memory of the night
a bond forged in darkness forever between them.
