In the depths of a large ever growing forest, the sounds of gentle and deep breathless moans escaped into the air.
The sound echoed and bounced off the trunks and roots of the forest, followed by the sound of flesh hitting flesh. The cries grew louder and more intense, as if to signify the enjoyment of the action taking place.
Down below a large tree that seems to tower above the forest itself, laid a red haired woman, her eyes as red as her hair, her body curved in ways that would captivate most if not many men, she seemed out of breath, drool seeping down her mouth as she clung to the earth beneath her.
"Pl-Please, don't stop-" she spoke but her words cut short by another voice.
"I'm afraid this is as far as we go, dear maiden." The voice was deep, smooth and silky like honey, sweet and comforting like sugar.
The woman's eyes shot open, her red piercing eyes brighten with an unusual ferocity. Her arms seemed to snap forward, wrapping themselves around the man's tanned skinned torso, hugging him closely to her own bare body.
Her chest heaved, taking in short shallow breaths. Her gaze lingered on his bare chest, and slowly rose to meet his gaze. Again, she begged..
"Please, Please just-I'll do anything you want me to. Don't stop please.."
He stared at her for a moment, his hand rose to gently touch her cheek, pushing a strand of her red hair out of the way of her disheveled face. She looked no older than 20, roughly a two years older than himself.
He sighed, his hands slowly rising to cup her face, gently he pulled her into a warm soft kiss. She seemed to melt into the kiss, her arms hugged at his torso tighter, unwilling to let go.
He then parted their lips, a bridge of thin saliva stretching as they moved away from each other. Then his voice came, in a low and steady tone, "You know that's not fair to the others. And besides, you paid for only 20 minutes, you have to follow the rules."
Her nails clung to his the skin of his back, her breathing coming in more heavy as she tried to steady her breathing. She slowly bit down on her lower lip, her red piercing eyes grew more and more frustrated, until finally she let go of him.
"Fine," her voice coming out both soft and irritated. "I'll let you go, but meet me later before I leave….please."
He raised a curious eyebrow, a smile tugged at the corner of his lips, "Will Do."
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Oh yeah, you're probably wondering 'what the hell is happening?' Well let me fill you in, or rather take you to the beginning.
It all started….when I died.