Conquer Me

Take me.

Words whispered on a warm summer's eve.

A soft moan and a hand runs gently over your skin, caressing it.

Pale skin, soft hands, tangled in your hair.

You're lost in his eyes. Blues, greens, grays. All together, sucking you in, hypnotizing you.

I'm yours.

Parted lips meet yours. Tongues collide, dance and duel with one another.

You both come up for air and you see his eyes again. No love, simply desire.

Dark thoughts, dirty thoughts. They take your mind over.

Will you succumb to his needs? To yours?

Don't stop.

You need him, he needs you.

Your lips meet again and hands touch flesh.

Tainted fantasies lure you in.

How can one boy do this to you?

Help me.

Bodies meet. Thoughts rapidly fill your mind.

No thoughts now. Only images. Broken half-pictures.

Clothes on the floor, tongues meeting, you see his eyes once more.

No emotion. Cool gray eyes full of emptiness. You regret what you've done.

Why me.

You feel used. He offers you a cigarette.

It's a Newport of course, but you refuse.

You feel tainted, used.

Tormented thoughts swirl in your head. Tears fill your eyes.

Kill me.

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A/n: Um.. Do not ask. I have no answer. I obviously need help. My mother refuses to get me any.

Review if you like. Flamers will be shot.

A/n2: On a happier note. I should be putting some lists up as "chapters" of this.