Hell in your eyes

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Fantasy  |  House: Booksie Classic
Listened to a song, my boyfriend got me hooked on. He described this song to me, as his fantasy. How he felt it would be like, if we were listening to this song. I put my own twist on it. I still making it, dark, and about sex. I also put my dancing and how I would feel in this situation. o: Yeah, hope you like it. ^-^"

Submitted: August 24, 2014

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We just had a huge fight, I left. I stood outside in the dark, I looked up in the darkness. I pulled out my iPod, and turned on "Slept so long" by, Jonathan Davis. As I looked up, I fell in a world of my own. I looked down, I was now in a white, beautiful short dress. It was plain, but beautiful. I was surrounded by a deep darkness, I heard the music in my ears. I did what came naturally, I danced to the music. Swaying back and forth, in the beginning of the song. As the song picked up, I picked up with my moves. "Walking, waiting, alone without a care" came, as I walked around a lot. Images of my boyfriend came up, and I saw him. He watched me, as the words "I see hell in your eyes" as if he was taunting me. I walked around more, searching for somewhere to go. I felt his presence still there, so I tried to get away, for I did not want him there. My body followed the music, rhythm and beat, as I did a turn, and a leap. I ended up in front of a mirror. I saw my dress turned black, and I saw my boyfriend behind me, as he put his hands around my waist, and I looked up at him. We watched in the mirror our fight, I ran away from him, and as the music got more intense, I threw another leap out, and I turned five times around, making myself turn fast. I elegantly continued with my dance, as I now felt him everywhere. I got more, aggressive with my dancing, becoming more intense with every move. I saw him fairly close to me, but far away at the same time. I ran right at him, he looked at me as I ran towards him. I jumped on him, and then and there. I was back in reality. I found myself, back in the room we were at, I looked at him, and he looked right in my eyes. As my ear buds were pulled out, by him. I noticed he was listening to the same exact song. It linked perfectly with mine. He held me in his arms, as we both intensely starred in to each others eyes, trying to read one another. As the words "I've slept so long without you" in the last verse, I crashed my lips right on to his. We got in to a heated kissing, session, he pushed me up against the wall, as he aggressively kisses me, and I pulled on his hair, his lips traveled down my neck, and he bit down, hard, making me cry out, he kept going though, pushing his lips back on mine, he took me off the wall and preceded to the bedroom. As we got there, he threw me on the bed, and continued to strip. I am following his lead, started to throw my clothes off too. I got down to my bra, and undies before he pounced on me again. Kissing me rough, once more. I bit his bottom lip, and I heard him growl in to the kiss, as we both breathed heavily. I pushed him off of me, and pushed him down, I jumped on top of him. He grabbed my hips hard, as I went for his neck, and I bit down hard, hard enough to draw blood even. I heard him make a sound of pleasure and pain. I wanted that, I wanted to hurt him. He pushed me off soon after, and ripped my bra off, and after that, slowly but surely he ripped my undies off. I watched him, do it fast enough, and I saw him start to pull out his head member. He was already shoving it inside me. I wanted it, we both did. He went as hard and as fast possible. Making me scream. I gripped on top him, clawing at his back, digging my nails deep in to him as he pounded away at me. Though, soon, he pulled out and got me on top of him. I stuck him right Inside me, no hesitation. I bounced fast on him. As he looked up at me, grabbing my boob, hard. Telling me, to fuck him, harder. I obeyed. We slipped in to our on world of crazy, aggressive sex. We both loved it so much, trying to just get our aggression out. No, love involved. Just a crazy fuck. Passionately giving one another our emotions. Our emotions of us being mad. We let it all out, just like that. In my little world, all I could see was us both looking very sensuous and sexual. Looking our best, as we went at one another. Hearing our moans, and screams. I still heard the song. "Touching you makes me feel alive, touching you makes me want to die" was the last thing I thought before it was all over, as everything slowly started to fade away from me-


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