Post by Zephyя !? on Sept 2, 2009 16:33:58 GMT -5
{ 544 | Lucifer }
Baby is this love for real?
Let me in your arms to feel
I glanced down away from her, looking at the chicken and then bending my head down, grabbing it by the edge, my bottom jaw entering the neck so I lifted it from the inside. I raised my head, bringing it foreward towards Noka and then dropped it, lowering my head down again and biting into the meat, my mouth watering with the taste, and my tongue lolling, then running over the flesh and savoring the juicey roast. I drew back, a mouthful and dropped it below me, then lapped it up and grinned, stepping towards Noka to nuzzle her again. Eit, sheila, ya-must be starved! I motioned towards the chook. Your catch, anyway.
I sat down infront of her, the moments passing to me like clockwork. It was like everything was moving so fast, the minutes and seconds ticking away to the rhythm of our hearts, and I couldn't help but listen close to each beat her own made, almost like a beautiful song I couldn't stop replaying, wanting nothing more then to wrap myself in it's chorus line, the verses, so sweet. It made me regret our introduction, the trip and all. Made me wish I had come in more gracefully, like the knight she deserved, the prince charming every female wanted so bad, and I felt like I just didn't have those qualities. I was a ruffian, nothing like the great bloke she should be sharing the chook with.
I felt out of place next to her, so different against the blue and grey clash of her coat, just red, like a blood splatter on the cleanest of walls. I felt envious somehow, of her angelic posture and the flecks of black and dark cerulean. She was not tainted with the misfit crimson-browns. I hated her for it suddenly, but yet I couldn't bring myself to snap at her, or glare or anything, despite the jealousy I felt, I could define a stronger, more possesive feeling boiling within my thick-bloke chest. Lust, and greed. I felt drawn to her more now, the envy almost tying the knot between us and yanking hard on my chain, trying to pull me closer so that she really could be mine.
Fuck. Mine. That thought made me want to curl my lips and snarl at the whole world. It made me feel suddenly violent, and I wanted to stand over her, rip everyone else apart at the seems. It felt worse then when I had been in love with my own sister, it felt like I was back in that shack, trembling with power and lunging at everything that moved, insanity snapping me apart at the very site of another dog. I held back a snarl, just as a human passed by, and I became aware of every movement. Every single fucking movement, even the slightest shift in the air.
I shook my head vigurously, then stopped and looked at her, blinking quickly. Shall we move somewhere more... private? I don't feel safe here.. I spoke truthfully, taking another glance around and then listening carefully to the ocean behind us, and the faded steps of humans, as there weren't as many now as there had been.
{ Beating Hearts Baby | Head Automatica }
