Moonlit Tryst

The darkness surrounds her as she walks, her shoes making small sounds as they hit the pavement with each step. She looks around to ensure no one has followed her. Once she has reassured herself no one is there, she makes her way across the street and into the stand of trees that break the city off from the forest at its edge.

Once inside the depths of the undergrowth, she heads forward and follows a path that is only known to those that have traveled its length before and are familiar with it. She makes her way to the copse knowing that it will be empty. The others all have engagements that will keep them away for the evening.

Reaching her destination, she makes her way to her space and sheds her clothes. The moon shines through the trees, turning everything to a mixture of silver and shadows. Music wends its way through her mind and causes her body to move of its own accord. Lost now, her body sways and her steps lead her in an intricate dance across the soft moss laden ground. She is unable to resist the pull and loses herself even deeper into the dance and music, not caring at this point if anyone was to catch her or not.

Strong arms wrap around her, capturing her under her arms as a head follows to kiss the crease of her neck. The dancing does not stop. It is as familiar to him as it is to her. Her hand reaches up into his hair, shaking loose leaves that have made themselves home there.  He nuzzles her and the music increases in intensity, causing a need to swell within her. A soft moan escapes her as their dance continues.

Weightlessly he lifts her up, impaling her from behind before gently bringing her to her knees and finding his rhythm within her. She is lost in the motions, his music continuing to entrance her even as his thrusts take her ever higher, closer to the precipice. Harder, faster, the pace continues with her moans and whimpers belaying her desire to please him.

His rhythm slowing, he stops and turns her over, kissing her deeply. She stares up at him, only seeing his eyes, glowing. She can see the power they hold, capturing her even more fully than before as he enters her once more. Finding his rhythm again, he leads her closer to the edge and holds her there, before one final thrust pushes her over the edge and reality is no more.

He settles his weight evenly over her and continues to nuzzle and caress her, letting her come back to reality slowly and softly. Hearing her breathing deepen and turn towards sleep, he moves to her side, grabbing a blanket and covering them both before drifting off to sleep himself.