Blue Like The Moonlight
Even then, it was all so red.
Ecstasy was always near, it came and went, swelling, singing, widening, never finished, never begun. Erin's coldness was warm now, from the snow to the sun. His lips which had responded to Uriel's instantaneously, had begun to burn. His lips were fire. Uriel heard himself groan, his murmuring voice mimicking a feather, drifting away. Erin pulled away flushed, sighing heavily. Dim eyes bored deep into each other's, unable to look away, like two magnets unable to separate. With connected foreheads, Erin whispered against Uriel's swollen lips.
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