In the dark night, they were two.
Brought together by bad fortune, they remained together.
Bonded by multiple links, a new one was made.
A link they made themselves. A link they decided on themselves.
Marked by blood.
***
Elisa let out a moan as his lips landed on her stomach once more.
She was breathing heavily, but in a completely different way than earlier.
Her breath was heavy and controlled. It was the only way she found to keep herself from gasping at his touch.
With her legs bent and her hands on the back of his head, the waves of pleasure traveled more freely through her body.
She breathed heavily, struggling to contain and control the wild vibrations spreading further and further. Spreading more and more deeply.
Her eyes closed, she bit her lip, curled her toes.
