Belong


He moved in slowly behind her, his hand gliding on her waist. The cold leather around his wrists gave her goosebumps.

He moved her hair away, whispered smoothly in her ear “Who do you belong to?” pulling her close, almost kissing her.

“Myself” she replied “I am a slave to none”

*whiplash*

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2 thoughts on “Belong

  1. Excellent – But ISN’T BELONGING TO SOMEONE – the very basis of OUR EXISTENCE ? If not – then wouldn’t the world be a colorless space ?

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