Words

They didn't mean anything. At least not usually. Just small gusts of wind spouting from your mouth to form a sound your ears could comprehend but your heart might not.

So what was the point, you sometimes wondered? Most interactions if you thought about it weren't based on that often too relied upon need for the usage of those words. And sometimes you didn't even trust them. They tended to make things difficult, make things harder for people to understand. No, you didn't favor words to express your emotions. Some writer you were, but it didn't matter. You were too passionate, emotional, embracive, and animalistic for words, and often, your expressions were too deep for any justice to be made with them anyway, so you didn't bother to try. The trick, however, was knowing when it was one of those times and today, you thought for once you might have gotten it right.

She was silent when you first entered the room, trying her best not to look up at you when you walked in but her curiosity getting the best of her, something you could relate to completely as your own eyes had been glued to her shapely form through the glass throughout your stride up to the doors. She probably thought she was sly at first, glancing up in reaction to the opening of the glass barriers as you stepped through. She'd done it pretty quick, but you had already caught on to that little act of hers a long time ago. It was one of the many things about her that had attracted you in the first place and you weren't about to start over looking it now.

You approached her slowly at first, like a wolf sneaking up on a rabbit for fear it might run away before you were able to stake your claim on the marvelous creature. That was what brought you here, wasn't it? Possession, claim, control, wasn't that what it was all about? Well, either way, it was just another word to add to your "things to talk about" list. Oh damn, that list. The last thing it needed was another issue to discuss. But, curiosity had always been on your "flaw" list as well, and besides that, you liked to be thorough.

"Hey," she said, silently, glinting her icy blueorbs up at you and batting those groomed lashes at you in a near seductive way. Not that you found anything she did to be anything less, however.

You friendly smile replied with a "hey" of your own, and you folded you arms atop the counter before her, resting your weary head on them. Not that you minded getting up at 6 am to see her today, but that didn't make you any the less tired. Looking at her now, resting her head on her palm like an angel perched on a cloud in Heaven, you were nearly speechless, and it only reminded you how much it was worth the suddenly dimming headache you had to awaken so early on your day off.

She was, to say the least, radiant. Even at this early hour, you couldn't quite grasp how she could seemingly roll out of bed and look about ready to walk on stage for a beauty competition, no effort required. The short black skirt she wore was just the right length to tease your needy body and the form fitting blouse type shirt she'd chosen today was nothing but flattering, though you couldn't imagine anything being unflattering on a form like hers.

Drawing in a breath of her air, the scent of lilacs was swept into your nose and all you could do was picture her in her shower this morning pouring that sweet shampoo over those golden locks, only making you wish you'd been there to see it all that much more. You wanted to tell her how stunning she looked, but for some reason, not to your surprise, you couldn't seem to find the right words to convey it, and so you just stood there awaiting her response.

You raised your eyebrows at her almost as if in a gentle reminder when she gazed up at you. She knew why you were there. You wanted to talk. Wanted to exchange words about the current situation between you too. Standing still, you tried to play it cool, calm, and collected, though once glace at the large collection of bags under your eyes would tell her you apparently hadn't been doing so well at the job until now.

"So do you have a few minutes?" you asked her, widening your eyes to convey the emotion you were holding onto, remembering not to rely too much on those words.

Sighing, she turned away for a moment to contemplate your offer, or perhaps, to hide those same emotions you were so flamboyant about for reaching your starring gaze.

"You said we could talk," you reminded her, her trimmed eyebrows rising at your words and bright blue gems catching the pure emotions displayed in your golden browns.

"I don't have that long," she informed with a sigh, standing in harmony with her words. "Come on."

She stepped from behind the counter and with eagerness you began to follow her to the back, trying desperately to remember all the words you'd thought of just a few hours before and had planned to tell her only to discover it wasn't going to be as easy to express yourself to her as you had thought. At least, not with words that is.

The door closed behind the two of you as you entered the back room and she held her ground there, between you and the door as if to establish her stance or something. You wanted to tell her what was on your mind, ask her what was on hers, and maybe reach same sort of conclusion. At least, that had been the plan. But now, actually being here, actually standing two feet before that vixen you couldn't seem to concentrate on forming any words to speak of. No, you couldn't seem to find anything other than the alluring glow of her skin to concentrate on and you weren't sure if that was a good thing or not just yet.

She sighed loudly, and raised those beautiful eyes again as if to say "so" without speaking the word. You looked at her longingly, telling her with your eyes that you didn't know where to begin and knowing that she could more than understand your present situation as she began to subtly shift in her place, you suspected due in part to the increasing sexual desire building between you both with each passing and silent moment. It was almost as if the less you spoke, the more she knew, and vice versa.

Moving herself from the position in front of the door she stepped to the other side of the room, perhaps using the movement as an excuse to put more distance between you two but surprisingly she didn't protest when you took a few steps forward at her actions, being sure to keep no more than two feet from her. And those two feet were quickly becoming far too many as it was.

For a moment you just looked at her, as if appreciating some exquisite work of art on a wall in a museum, which of course, wasn't too far a stretch from admiring her in person. She was a work of art. One you wanted to treasure. One that you could stare at for hours and hours and still not completely understand it, only appreciate it more, and that was the exact effect she had on you.

Almost instinctively, you reached out, placing a hand against her hip and her chin tilted up, tension evident throughout her whole body. She looked away briefly, trying to fix her eyes on something else, anything other than your own pupils in hopes she might assure herself that the sudden increase in her heartbeat was merely a result of the heat outside rather than the genuine presence of your body touching hers. But even she wasn't that good of a liar, and your free hand reached up to slightly tug her chin back towards you, catching her eyes with your own only to find the same need, desire, and appreciation reflected there in the sapphire orbs.

You leant closer to her, and anxiety prickled her soft skin, causing her to rest a delicate hand against your chest heading a slight pause in your actions.

"I…told you I wasn't sure…" she trailed off, uncertain of whom exactly she was trying to convince with her flimsy words.

But it didn't matter. Neither of you was buying them anyway.

"Shhh," you whispered, closing the last few inches between your mouth and her own, pressing your lips to her softly.

The passionate way she reciprocated your kiss only confirmed that she'd been lying through her pearly white teeth to ever doubt the fact she wanted this and you kissed her back intimately in kind, savoring the sweets of her, and she seemed more than grateful that you'd seen through her act, relieved you knew when to trust the words she wasn't saying other than those faulty ones she'd let escape.

When finally you felt you'd made your point, you pulled back, and she rewarded you with an off smile.

Gazing downwards upon her body you slowly slid your hand upwards on her hip, then let it fall again to rest against her bare thigh and she bit her lip momentarily as if contemplating the journey you were about to embark upon, but soon found it of no use to question you as the sideways look on your face told her you weren't buying that one either.

You kept your gaze on hers, her eyes gleaming behind thick black lashes, as you begin to explore that artistic body before you. You moved slowly at first, as if testing the waters, and then picked up your pace a bit as you felt her shiver with please beneath you. She sighed as she did that, almost as if she was upset with herself that she was so easily read, and molded by you. Yes, she made you the artist to her piece of clay and in your caring hands she was helpless to your every command. But you didn't hear any halting words forthcoming.

Trailing fingers further upwards on her temple of a body, you traced the tips along her smooth arm, tracing a soft circle over her shoulder and then dipping down to trace her visible bone structure in her chest, her perfect lips parting at the action allowing her mouth to hang open ever so slightly as her mind began to spin and she searched for…

Words were meaningless now. Had no place between you two. All you had to tell her you could tell her just like this and somehow you knew she'd better understand it anyway, and that knowledge only further enticed you to press onward with your quest.

Silence became your companion, and you lifted your other arm to trail it under the lose front of her shirt, pressing your cold flesh to her warmth. You couldn't help but smile wickedly as she trembled at your chilly hands upon her heated body, and those long dark lashes fluttered open again to reveal blue crystals now heavy with pleasure as your icy hand found hardened peaks through her lace bra as you toyed with her.

Soon, however, it wasn't enough for either of you, and reaching around her curved back you gripped her bra hooks in one hand, bringing into play your fine skill of wrist flicking to unhook the intrusive garment, letting it drop carelessly between your feet, and freeing a pair of glorious breasts to your cold hand.

Flattening your palm against her back, you pulled her in closer to you, before letting your fingers trail back to her chest, cupping the beautiful mounds which awaited you eagerly and tracing the ripe peak with your cool thumb in slow, teasing strokes.

That broke the silence. It wasn't a word, mind you, but you understood her plea just as well, and you had no intention of ceasing your actions which now were almost more in control of you rather than you they.

You continued running your hand up and down the length of her arm, admiring the sheer softness of her velvety skin, so pale you could practically trace the veins with your fingertips. The way her ripe skin would glow in contrast with the dimness of the room was more inviting than you had realized as you peered over her. You let your hand slide down, lacing your fingers with hers momentarily and you felt her slightly grip you as if pleading you to stay, before you let her arm drop back to her side in a soft sweep.

Bringing your mouth back to those perfect lips still able to inflict the perfect words in your heart without a single sound made, you kissed her deeply, as deep as you could, though it never seemed to be enough for you. Yet those words echoed as you tasted her, seeming to drip their way down your throat and land full atop your heart before melting into you, and you could feel it, more and more with every kiss you shared, growing deeper and deeper, embedding itself into your very core, very essence, your very soul, driving itself further and further into you.

As you kissed her with more force, you took a step back to brace yourself, not wanting either of you to lose your balance in the dance and a soft whimper escaped the small corner of her mouth, and she wrapped her arms around your neck wanting to keep you from going too far away.

Unspoken words echoed, loudly all around you, but you didn't pay attention. The only thing you could think about was her, her mouth on yours, her lips on yours, her tongue wrestling with yours, battling for control of her mouth, and you wouldn't have it any other way.

You could feel the heat now, feel yourself flush but soon you realized it wasn't you at all but rather, it was her. It was her heat, her warmth which was washing over you like some tidal wave, immersing you both in the desire you shared, and taking you both in completely.

You plunged your tongue in and out of her mouth with more force, suddenly recognizing the taste of cherries, and coming to the conclusion she hadn't yet finished off her last tube of her favorite lipstick yet.

Her hands played in the hair at the base of your neck, burning a trail across your chilled flesh and you tugged on her rigid nipples harder, your actions earning you a bite from her freshly painted nails, and you grinned against her kisses.

Her eyes shot open, narrowing, and glazed with desire and you somehow found the strength to pull your head back and enjoy the sight, her own need sparking your already lit flame to burst even more so out of control.

She felt herself go flush as she stared at the awakened animal in your eyes, licking her lips as if to taunt you further, and you leant forward again, teasing the both of you as your lips gently grazed hers, hovering over her mouth like a butterfly momentary before delivering a soft, angelic kiss to their destination.

One taste was never enough, however, as she was like some amazing drug to you. And you were certainly addicted. Shifting your head, you began to kiss your way across her jaw line in rhythm with your talented fingers still stroking her sensitive ridges. You couldn't seem to get enough of her, and you were amazed with how she smelt and tasted, and your tongue tingled more with every sample of her skin you passed over.

She thought she heard herself mutter a "wow" or some other similar word, but she wasn't entirely sure if she'd said it or not, but it didn't make any difference to you, as the nails gently raking up and down the back of your neck were already telling you whatever word it was she couldn't seem to spit out at the moment anyway.

She shifted her head, and a blonde waterfall fell into your face, making the scent of lilacs even more prominent as your mouth found its way to her ear, gently nibbling on the lobe.

With your hands still pressed to her heaving chest, you could feel her heart beat increasing with every little contact you made and, lowering your head, you parted her blouse slightly so you could kiss your way across her collar bone, pausing momentarily to place a chaste kiss of her racing heart.

You were toying with her more harshly now, and the dampness of her skin seemed to leak into your own pores as she continued to perspire, allowing you to soak it up like a grateful spoke as your tongue traveled across her chest speaking it's undying devotion to the temple it so loved to worship.

It was at that moment she was lucky you'd had a hold on her as her knees nearly gave out completely when your teeth found the teased buds, and she nearly melted into your touch, unsure which was speaking more to you, her undistinguished moans, her heavy eyes, or her shivers as you clutched her tightly.

Keeping your embrace on her intact you backed up, finding the chair against the wall and sat yourself down, gently tugging her down with you and she happily straddled you lap. The action forced you to lift your head from her succulent skin, but coming face to face with the jewels in her eyes, set in blue and shinning brighter than any star you could ever recall, you didn't seem to mind as much. The scent between you was quickly mirroring the hot, lusty desire which has thickened the room. As you starred deeper into those icy blue eyes you smiled, noticing how they seemed to water now from the fire building between you. The smell, the hunger, was so strong it could do nothing else but further tempt the beast within you and she grinned as a feral blaze came over your eyes. How she loved sparking that blaze.

You reached out, carelessly throwing her shirt aside to allow yourself more access to her tasty flesh, burying your head inside her chest again, her rosy skin begging for mercy beneath your touch as you worked her over and you smiled against her as you listened to the frustrated whimpers your actions produced in the bottom of her throat. How you loved making her beg for mercy.

The pounding of her nerves against your tongue combined with the bite of her teeth against your ear and the scrape of her nails against your bare back as they found their way under your muscle shirt caused your remaining senses to flicker alive at the sensations she sent rocketing through your body.

Wrapping your arm around her back for support, you lifted your head, wanting to kiss her more intimately now and tasting that sweet cherry flavor once again, you dove in with hunger she only reciprocated, allowing your free hand which had been tracing her inner thigh to pursue a much more desirable action plan.

Her legs tightened against you forcing you to hold her in place as she was finding herself flying out of control in your arms. But you didn't let that stop you, no, you knew what you were doing, knew how to play her like a fine instrument if you wanted to, hitting all right notes at just the right times making her sing in harmony.

Biting her neck, you ran your tongue slowly over her flesh making your way across her collar bone to deliver the same treatment on her other side, biting the skin, lightly at first, then harder, before sucking the darkened flesh to sooth it.

She was grateful when you bit her, confirming this was in fact reality, and not some wonderful dream which until now she had still been questioning, and you smiled, pleased with your pleasurable productions in her and you continued to work your magic.

Continuing to taunt her, licking, kissing, and biting all the right areas she felt like she was drowning in the intense, intimate encounter, but just before the water was too high for her to stand, you'd pull back, being sure not to let her sink, at least, not just yet anyway.

You teased her evilly now, and digging her nails deeper into your swollen flesh, she grinded herself harder against you, only to find you slightly pull back at her efforts, the action causing her to whimper and twitch against you with even more force now.

You felt impatient teeth scrap at your ear, drawing out a small purr from you, and you kissed her jaw line from ear to mouth, running your tongue slightly over her lips in a tease as you passed them.

Feeling her withering under you, she was growing weaker with ever slight touch you delivered to her skin and you watched her will fade with each passing moment, with each teasing rhythm you delivered only further fueling her fire which now threatened to burn you both as it was nearly raging out of control.

She pulled you closer, her body now flush against yours and you wondered if she could in fact make it this time with out any words. Of course you didn't count the sounds which were already surrounding you, as much as she was trying to keep quiet, as she continued to whimper for you to let her fall.

Her hands roamed wildly over your body, your muscles playing beneath her touch, though now far less delicate but much more demanding, as she begged you with her actions instead of…

Her words came out loudly as she pleaded, "Please," she begged, glaring down into your glowing eyes, and realizing just how evil you were. "Please," she spoke softer now as the words couldn't be contained any longer, and glared down at you helplessly, her eyes repeating the same plea over again.

Grinning like a Cheshire cat, your slanted smile only drove her into a further frenzy, and pulling her tighter against you, she finally let out her bottled scream as she found herself falling uncontrollably over the edge, grateful you were there to catch her.

You felt her go limp in your arms, resting her head against your collar bone and you tilted your cheek to place a kiss against hers, and she felt you smile as you did so.

Well, at least one thing had been established, and it was safe to assume she wasn't unsure anymore, at least you didn't think so.

After a few moments she found the strength to lift her head, looking into happy golden browns as you met her gaze with your own. Placing a hand over her still racing heart, you watched as she began to subside, though she still hadn't gotten a handle on her rapid breathing yet, and you ran your hands over her still trembling body.

You smiled innocently at her, and she returned your gesture with one of her own, a delicate smile on that face, that beautiful face, chiseled by gods. You searched yourself for the right words to tell her how you felt; only dissatisfied as you came up short of anything near worthy of her ears.

"You were saying?" you coyly asked, thinking back to her earlier doubtful words.

She only smiled, laughing lightly, and tucked her head back under your chin to wait for her heartbeat to return to normal, brining a smile to your face as it beat against your chest, seeming to warm your very soul, and speaking all those words she was too out of breath to say.

No, she didn't need to say anything. At a moment like this there was no need for words, her eyes, her touch, her kisses said it all, matching you own.

You smiled, pulling her in tight, and you were sure that both of you were grateful you didn't always take her at her word.

Magnus