"DEATHBLOW"    Author: Everything Nice 


PREFACE
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This story evolves from a dream that has haunted me for weeks, and I'm happy to have borne it from my brain, really. 
 
There seemed an implied rush and feeling of getting caught throughout this dream.  Almost as if we'd snuck away...  But, that's not what really got me... What got me was the music.

You must understand what kind of impact music has on my psyche.  Torture.

This dream would not have been half of what it was were it not for the song - so I've decided to add it to this story so you can hear it yourself by clicking on the "*begin music*" link. 
 

Of course, depending on the speed you read it is possible that you will not be able to follow it succinctly through verse, chorus, and verse. 

But, perhaps listen and read... and then close your eyes and listen again as you reflect on the story told.

As always, a writer does not expect the reader to feel the true emotion of the story as the writer sees it... But we can try and convey the importance of the moment and how we felt at that time. 

And though nobody will feel the way I feel about "Deathblow"... I can say that it is worthy of elaboration and extended into a short story or piece of a novella as there are many little details that I could not cram into this 'cliff-note' of a teaser.

I hope it finds you fascinated and yearning to read it more than once. 

I read the same story sometimes twice since the first time it's absorption and the second time it's enjoyable.  And yeah, you can quote me on that.


- Everything Nice

                      

The door clicked shut, and as they stood taking in their temporary accommodations, they realized that it couldn't be more fitting for this rendezvous. The room was filthy, dingy, and the smell left something to be desired. It was small, stale, and accommodated nothing else but a small bed and a nightstand. A flashlight sat on the nightstand, perched on it's end... Shining it's beam upwards toward the ceiling.


There was nothing else but this light, this bed, this filthy place of hiding... and the darkness surrounding them.
They looked at one another, barely repressing the urgency... the room was cold and foreign - she shivered.


Soon as you came in
all the beast went away...


Piece by Piece he peeled her clothes from her slowly and meticulously; covering every inch of  her smooth skin with his eyes first, and then his fingers - targeting his favorite spots as they presented themselves. His eyes fought not to connect with hers.  He knew that if they did he would not hold back his urge to just take her.

No, for now he wanted to enjoy her body... and the way the faint light accentuated her curves.


They noticed that you're warm
wait till you leave then come back for more...

Her hands moved over him as well, she couldn't help but feel his need to have her exuding from his fingertips... And she wanted him just as badly...

Deep inside they were thinking the same thing - this was the moment they'd fantasized about for the longest time.
Trying to make eye contact with him, she leaned in as she pulled off his shirt and ran her hands over his chest and shoulders, closing her eyes and memorizing every sensual pathway... then fighting with the fly of his jeans and pushing them and his boxer briefs to the floor, Her eyes opened and fought to not notice his excitement... She grinned and tried to speak but found that her voice was stifled - and not a word emitted. In the vague darkness their eyes met and said the exact same thing to each other.

And the ropes hang to keep us all awake..

He ran his fingers up the back of her head, his fingers nimble through her soft hair and gripped it tightly as he pulled her into him. They exchanged a hard kiss of passion and unabated purity... The kind of kiss that encompasses rage and fire... chill and ice. The feelings counteracted each other... and their naked bodies met to conceal each other under the tinge of the flashlight beam.

I should have known...


The kiss broke for a moment and they stood there gazing at one another. Their eyes spoke of everything they've wanted to say to each other all at once... There was no question what would come next... and it would be unstoppable. He laid her down gently on the bed next to them, as if she were glass. She noticed that the sheets of this bed were soft, clean and sterile... Much unlike the rest of the room which was plagued with tarnish.

As soon as you came in
the agony it went away...

Her eyes closed as his warm body swept over hers and gently nestled on top of it; once again heating her insides with a deep kiss, with a soft probing tongue. Then moving his lips downward over her neck, breasts and stomach - his fingers danced between her legs. It was an evil tease on his part.
Her hands ran the length of his sides as he maneuvered, sliding up the length of his body, and gripped his shoulders tightly as she enjoyed the pleasure of his hands and lips visiting her skin.

 I noticed what you wore to everything....

He stopped between her legs and lapped softly at her swollen pussy. He saw it's faint glisten against the glow of the flashlight beam and spread her lips apart slightly. Her breathing became heavy and her fingers were sweeping through his hair... To him it felt like nothing was more important than pleasing her at that moment. And brushing his tongue at her clit only caused him to experience her excitement more as she bucked a little with pleasure.
He slid his now free hand down her thigh and around to her ass to grab it and pull her into his mouth.

We spoke and more...


Her back arched at the full arrival of his hot mouth and the thrill she felt from his tongue as it flickered and dipped... her feet curled as she accepted the feeling of something indescribable to her - so wrong, and yet as 'right' the rain that fell outside. Her pussy moistened and quivered, her fingers played around his ears - she wanted to moan, but found that still she could not make a sound.

And the ropes hang to keep us all awake...

With one fluent motion he broke away from her pussy, his mouth wet with her juices, and slid up to her, burying his length inside her. She did not expect him to enter her so instantaneously. Her eyes pursed tight as his cock pushed deep inside of her... she bit her lip and again her back arched...

And I should have known....

She tried to fight the feeling that she was going to cum already. He slowly pumped and eased his cock, noticing her enjoyment... Smirking as he played with her.

It only takes, one break...

Turning her head away to negate the intense desire of his expression, her mouth opens once again to moan; but his hands grab her by the hair and pull it away from her ears. His kisses come hard to her neck and stop at her earlobe - he whispers to her as she squirms to exude sound... "Shhhhh". His hiss is loud and clear, she obeys and grinds her teeth... his command only serves to make her more excited.

Of your pose, to get off...

The experience proves to become more intense and she can't stand it, he has her teetering on implosion... Her pussy gushes as his cock works slowly still... easing deeper with every stroke. He pins her with his hands and his body, his strokes becoming harder, faster.... Her pelvis moves up to welcome the maximum amount of his pleasure and she feels her juices dripping down to lubricate her ass as he drives.

To save... our place...

His eyes light up as her first orgasm begins. Her pussy convulses around him and he notices as his movements become more firm and rapid. He wanted to watch her face, look in her eyes as she experienced his pleasure. He wanted to watch her eyes change and then steady.

...Home... with you... still the same song....

And then she came - hard, he saw her chest emit something, but didn't hear a sound escape her lips. As he slowed up the strokes a bit to allow her the sensation of cumming on the full length of his shaft; his eyes met hers... And he got the result he'd wanted, and he returned the same. It was something unspoken, and yet so known to both of them.

And he stopped for a moment, long enough to allow her to finish, and him to roll her body over on top of him.


As soon as you
came in is when I believe .... we both crashed course ....

Her movements came quick, still enjoying the aftermath of the last orgasm and now the control he's allowed her to take over his body. For the moment she sat there, atop him, just grinding his cock as deep as she could inside of her. He was swollen and ready to cum himself she could tell, but she loved the feeling of him filling her up, and didn't want it to happen yet.

And the ropes hang to keep us all awake...

But she was caught up in the moment, and her hips began to grind and circle - even though she fought the urge to do it. His hands moving up her body, sliding slowly from her hips to her shoulders, and back down to her ass... The way his eyes took inventory of her form as she worked, watching the perspiration from her breasts travel down her body and drip onto the sheets beneath them.

...and I should have known...

Everything turned to slow motion in a moment, and time stopped - her hands reach back and grab his thighs, as she raised and tightened hers - pumping him rapidly, and then slow - in moderation.

It only takes...

His hands wrap around her her hips, eyes moving to her saturated pussy full of his cock working its way into her - owning her. He grips tightly and starts to feel the sensation that he can't hold on any longer... and his eyes travel up her body and pull her back stable unto him.

One break...

As she looks to him she can see the he's near his breaking point... she leans in a bit and kisses him passionately - almost animalistic. He grabs the back of her head and holds her in for a moment to feel his breath on her ear, to allow his hand to travel down and encompass her ass. Her moans are breathy and soft, but he can tell she's out of control by now.

of a pose to get off...

Gripping he decides to take control and pump her from beneath her. Her thighs clench at his side, her hands running through his soft hair and realizing that she's going to cum again - with him. His motions are rapid and unforgiving... She releases from him and lifts to arch her hips but he does it for her, and continues to drive her with everything he's been building up since the first time he felt the chemistry.
She groans quiet and slow, her voice muffled silent... still neither of them could express their feelings in sound; and her pussy begins to tighten again as she's on the very brink of experiencing what could be the best orgasm - ever.

And to save ... our place....

She looks down and smiles with pleasure as her face tells the full story; he returns her delight with the same. Time seemed to stop for that one moment and they both connected - sexually and mentally. The energy from their climax lit up the room and the sweat drenched them both as his eyes clenched tightly and his cock exploded inside of her - throbbing and full of his hot load.

Home.... with you all...

She pushes down and grinds as hard as she can as she feels the warmth, her reciprocation is strong as her body trembles and tingles with sensual stimulation. She knows that he can tell she just came again, because the lubrication between them was more than the perspiration from the hard work that now covered their bodies and the once crisp and tidy sheets.

That's all it takes?
Well I should...

His softness as he looked up at her, and again traced her curves with his fingertips... He knew it could be only moments, or months before they would be in each others private company again, and he was going to savor every moment. She on the other hand was in bliss, satisfied and full of glee she giggled a little - and for the moment thought that she heard herself amidst the music, as if she'd found her voice.
Her gaze to him became one of utmost adoration and she knew in her heart that the moment she broke away from him, she would feel an emptiness indescribable.

Have known...

She collapsed down onto his body, resting her head on his shoulder - his cock still remained in her warm, spent body. He took in her scent as his arms embraced her. She felt so small and fragile against him, it was this feeling he'd never forget... and never be able to replace.

It's still the same song....

His hands traveled to her hair once again, and then down to her face... lifting her chin to pull her face to his - he pressed his lips softly onto hers. And brushing her hair away from her eyes, his lips curled in a genuine smile as he said something unexpected - and she heard it loud and clear. It reverberated...

It's still the same song....

And as the music faded they held each other tight - undisturbed, alone and surrounded in nothing but each other...





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