[Requiem] Legacies
Dec. 11th, 2006 11:59 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
basts_tailIn a dark room, the two bodies lie. The room is scented with blood, sweat, and desire, clothes scattered everywhere.
Entwined in each other, they lie in silence, their passion sated.
"Must act normally, as though nothing is changed." One speaks softly.
"Yes. Go home, and we can make quiet arrangements. When our transport arrives, we must go quickly and quietly." She kisses her lover passionately, and the pair rise, shower and dress, and go their separate ways.
Standing in the night, remembering the taste of her lover's skin, her sighs, and the mind bending passion she had been unable to contain.
She shakes her head quietly. "Ma Ange, you left me with more of a legacy than my sire. How ironic."
Entwined in each other, they lie in silence, their passion sated.
"Must act normally, as though nothing is changed." One speaks softly.
"Yes. Go home, and we can make quiet arrangements. When our transport arrives, we must go quickly and quietly." She kisses her lover passionately, and the pair rise, shower and dress, and go their separate ways.
Standing in the night, remembering the taste of her lover's skin, her sighs, and the mind bending passion she had been unable to contain.
She shakes her head quietly. "Ma Ange, you left me with more of a legacy than my sire. How ironic."
