100 Word Flashers, AislingWeaver, Erotica

Twitterotica ~ #Frozen

My feet wouldn’t move.  My lips pressed to a line; jaw clenched.  I stood, motionless, in the shadows.


He gripped your hips, lifted.  And you, traitorous slut that you are, wrapped yourself around him, took him in, into the slick heat of you.  I watched, you know.  Watched you writhe for him, arch, moan, beg and plead.  Ground my teeth together when he spent in you with a grunt.

Saw you kiss him, whisper, sag against the wall while he walked away.

Drank you in when you swayed to me.   Growled.  Tasted your kiss.

“Make me yours, again.”


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