Dangerous love always brings blissful ectasy and longing memories. "Intoxicated," Arnie, a former ballet prodigy, flees from her privileged life to pursue a path of independence and self-discovery. She finds herself drawn to the world of dancing, but in a different context - as a talented and passionate stripper. Falls in love with her childhood friends Williams a gorgeous brown eyes sex image human in God form. Worlds apart but heart collides. Sex and passion fills the air.
Arnie's pov
........chirp chirp is all I keep hearing, I can't see anything clearly it all looks fuzzy and blurry. It all feels as the world lost it's balance and my intestines are afloat but, the lights keeps going off and on in my view.
I'll blame it all on the alcohol, it's girls night afterall but, any time the lights comes up I have the feels of nausea and bad memory pushed down that wants to peak back at the surface.
A young man with brown eyes with a lace of blue in it keeps his eyes on me. I can feel my clothes off my body with the concentration he has. It feels like a some of our pages had collided before but, I can't really remember anything with all this adrenaline flowing through my vains.
I hear the birds 'chirp chirp' but I'm in the city why do I keep hearing bird sounds. The hit of reality came like a blow.
" Arnie I'm taking me and, Sofie to the bathroom " hearing Bella voice had me opening up my eyes and, waking up my senses.
The smell of the alcohol, the nueasating smell of sweat, the noise echoes as each man jubilated with a lady on his lap and females giggling as males strippers grind on them clicking of glasses the faded and yet sometimes loud honks of car passing by as the pub was in a quiet ally. It isn't legal yet but society love illegal things.
Getting a little sober the light seems all put on at once now I feel like I'm going blind. As my senses are still high I can still feel the ensuating piercing gaze of the brown eyes laced with blue man really young man he's so beautiful instead staring make a move If I should make any funny movement, all I see is myself all on the floor with the spills of alcohol here and there.
B'buzz buzz' a faint sound in my head is heard bring a splitting head ache I feel like pouring everything I had out I can feel the bitterness of the drinks I took.
Such a beautiful man it feels like it the both of us are alone is this room the busy noise and light and, people are all fading away he's beautiful eyes stripping me slowly taking off my clothing off piece by piece taking and appreciating my body so desiringly so lovingly so peaceful and calm as if there nothing in this world more beautiful make my feel things down in between my legs squizing them together only made it worse all my thoughts are muddled up maybe I should be heading home as my friends did. (getting up is one of my minor problems as I'm still in trance ) a sudden tap startled me and, broke my trance and, made me leap. Seeing it was my manager " Arnie you can go home now here is your made cash for mounting the poll and, that of your friends you did good " saying this he left as if he was in an hurry. A bottle of water which was on the table untouched in front of me I took it and, drank it to calm myself. Still trying to figure if the beautiful man was still here my eyes scanned every corner guess he had left...
Finally leaving the pub a car park which was behind the pub with no lights but then a beam of light flashes at my eyes it was a car's. Watching him step out of the car so eligantly made me remember someone I hated taking a sharp turn from his direction to head out if I could still get a taxi by this time of the night....
"Arnie!"
Hearing my name caught me by surprise doubt raised in my mind what if he's not familiar but, a former accquintance but, from where?. My drunk mind made it difficult and, I was feeling levitated the ground looked so calm and calling....
He noticed this and, says " your name was mentioned on stage " a long pause was taken after this I could really hear the silence " you could come with me I don't bite, except you want me too"...
I would love him too do that but why I do I feel strange? I never really felt this way.
" okay " I wonder why didn't exitate before saying yes I hope he takes me over to his place I just want him to devour me. I can see the list written all over his face. I noticed he was doing exactly what I hoped for secretly silently and shamelessly.
Taking a sharp turn which caught me by surprise. And and jacked me forward but surprisingly he caught me. His hands subconsciously separated me and my boobs from the wind screen
Getting to his residence I didn't have the time to take in how beautiful it was as we but moved hurriedly due to our high libido. Fully in his room self aware of everything this that's happening we both made no attempt of uttering a single word we let our eyes speak to each other about passion we could both see the list in each other's eyes.
Deciding to sit on the floor, which was stupid of me he questioned me and then later joined me in the sitting asked him to put off the light I was about to go blind the bright light looked like those peeky blinders where by they show in movies when time was up for the person on earth.
Sitting opposite each other and staring into our souls it felt so good I didn't know when I moved towards him.........
I drew him toward me with my eyes, he inclined his face toward mine and lay my mouth on his mouth, which was like a freshly split-open fig. For a long time he kissed me, and I was filled with deep astonishment. Breathing deeply, he remained sitting and at this moment he was like a child astonished by the abundance of passion I was willing to give to him and he was will to be apart of worthy learning experience opening up before his eyes.
Williams pov
My heart beats faster and faster as Arnie's beautiful face came up to mine. I knew that when I kiss this girl I would be obsessed, and forever wed my unutterable visions to her perishable breath, my mind would never romp again like the mind of Gold. So I waited, listening for a moment longer to the tuning fork that had been struck upon a star. Then she kissed me. At my lips' touch she blossomed like a flower and the incarnation was complete.........
It felt so dream like. In the shadows her face was so close to mine that I could smell the sweet ropy fragrance of the sherry she had been drinking, and then her tongue was in my mouth. In all truth I had not invited this prodigy of a tongue; turning, I had merely wished to look at her face, expecting only that the expression of aesthetic delight I might find there would correspond to what I knew was my own. But I did not even catch a glimpse of her face, so instantaneous and urgent was that tongue. Plunged like some writhing sea-shape into my gaping maw, it all but overpowered my senses as it sought some unreachable terminus near my uvula; it wiggled, it pulsated, and made contortive sweeps of my mouth's vault: I'm certain that at least once it turned upside down. Dolphin-slippery, less wet than rather deliciously mucilaginous and tasting of Amontillado, it had the power in itself to force me, or somehow get me back, against a doorjamb, where I lolled helpless with my eyes clenched shut, in a trance of tongue.......
All I could hear are muddled up words and sighed coming out from both our mouths my hands at the brisk of her hips holding her firmly as if she was going to escape or run and flee for her life.
Helping her up from the position we were both sitting now we're apparently staring at each other words are not needed for altercation to know what we both want to do to each other.
I move towards the direction of my mattress I take off my shirt loss the buckle of my belt the silence was loud a could hear every move I made the clicking sound of my belt instead of pulling off my pants I take a alt and then watch her slip out the black silky gown she had on then a cream lingerie which is contradictory to her aura it gives her a soft naughty girl asthetic aura. And I'm so in for it......
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