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Was the Bass Player Always This Loud?
The way he looked at her across the fretboard wasn't about the chord progression; it was a rehearsal for something much louder.
Julian's Flask
The train rhythm was a pulse in my marrow, a low-frequency hum that made my thighs ache before anyone had even touched them.
I Never Liked the Taste of Champagne Alone.
The mask was meant to conceal our identities, but it actually just amplified the hunger I’d been repressing for three solid months.
Surcharge
The ice in Ben’s glass had melted into a single, jagged shard by the time Elias finally put his hand on my knee.
A Red Dot on the Baseboard
Julian leaned into my personal space like a hostile takeover, his thumb hooking into my belt loop while the room watched.
Put Your Hands on the Glass
You are a storm in a silk dress, pinned between the cold window and the two of us, tasting like rain and gin.
Sharp Softness
The rain is a rhythmic pounding against the glass but inside the only sound is the wet, heavy sliding of skin on skin.
I'm Not Saying It Was the Champagne
I watched the way the track lighting caught the sweat on the small of your back while you arched for her, a composition more honest than anything hanging on those sterile white walls.
Deckle
You’re pressing me back against the mahogany shelving, and for a second, I’m terrified the first editions won't be the only things bruised tonight.
August 12th, 3:14 PM
Elias was moving around her like a predator who had forgotten he was supposed to kill, holding that camera like a holy relic.
Why Is the Door Still Ajar?
Silas didn’t move until the sound of the zipper cutting through the air signaled that the perimeter of his self-control had finally been breached.
Don't Look Away
The air was the texture of a heavy cream reduction, thick enough to coat the back of a spoon and tasting of bourbon and brass.