Snippet #1383118

Vladmir looked over at her as she came to sit beside him and he repositioned his lax position so she could have some comfortable spacing beside him on the bed. He lifted the pad slightly so she could see his drawing. It was a distortion of two worlds merging together after a collision. That's what it loked like. Chaos. Because that's what his mind felt like. That's what he felt like. Then on the page vefore that was a girl at a stream, bleeding out into the clear water. And the page before that was the dragon he'd drawn meanwhile he'd been in the bathroom with her.

"So what did you do last night?"
"Not get drunk," he quipped. He meant it in a tease but his voice came out a little harsh. There was a slight hunger going on inside him. She was right next to him. And the wind didn't let up just because. If anything he'd say it picked up velocity and he wanted to bite her. Taste her. But he steeled against the craving. He'd leave her alone. It wasn't....his thoughts stopped running around his circles the instant she touched him and started running her fingers in circles across his arm. He looked down at her then averted his gaze.
"I went out. Then came back here and took care of you." He looked down at her again; a grin on his face. A telling grin that said you owe me kitten.