Elena's finger trailed up Gabriel's chest as they watched the stars in the open sky. The view was especially breathtaking from under the purple tree. The leaves appeared somehow darker in the night, as if resonating with Gabriel's personality.
Shifting her gaze towards Gabriel, she stroked his beard. Off late, he had let it grow, and like sharp spikes, it materialized from under his chin. His eyes were trained on the empty sky like one lost in their own thoughts.
"Gabriel?" She called.
"Mmh," he grunted low, turning his eyes to her. She gave him that crazed look, her eyes shining in the night like sapphires.
"I want this to last forever," she whispered. Gabriel turned, his hand pressing her butt cheeks.
"I wish it could," he whispered back with a sad smile. He snaked his way up her length to cup her cheeks.
