His touch makes me tense, but in a good way. It’s burning through my skin and awakening a passion inside me, that I’ve never felt before. I stare into the depths of his eyes, knowing very well that he’s feeling the same. But there’s something else encircling him. Something sinister. He wants to hurt me. His thought reaches my mind. I can smell your blood …
I can see something flicker behind his eyes. He’s fighting the biggest battle of his life inside him. When he starts to lower his head, the lion roars even more loudly. Is the creature reflecting his feelings? I don’t move, because I don’t want to make him feel like I’m rushing things. It’s alright, you can overcome this, I assure him, still staring up at him.
He sighs heavily, putting even more focus into his actions. Then sudde
