Aidan looked down at his meal. It wasn't even half eaten and she had worked hard to cook it and it was delicious. And he was finding that he didn't care. What he did care about was her foot pressed against him and the tone of her voice and how she looked in that dress.
The phrase 'good enough to eat' suddenly came to mind and he had to shake off a dangerously carnal desire that went beyond just a sexual desire to possession and consumption.
"I think I'm done," he said, voice rough with the mix of desire and the strain of keeping himself in check.
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Date: 2013-04-12 04:16 am (UTC)The phrase 'good enough to eat' suddenly came to mind and he had to shake off a dangerously carnal desire that went beyond just a sexual desire to possession and consumption.
"I think I'm done," he said, voice rough with the mix of desire and the strain of keeping himself in check.