Your dead end dreams don't make you smile

She had barely made it down the incline before he was nearby again, quicker than she had anticipated - but she liked it. A part of her was invigorated by his presence, keen on whatever came next. And as he draped a limb over her, adding a bit of weight to her shoulders, Dove felt a new level of wanting. She didn't know what she was doing - not the seriousness of it, it was all a part of the game - but she knew that she needed him close, for whatever reason.

A promise fell from his lips which caught within her ears, made her eager, reacting instinctively and without thought. Dove shifted her weight. She believed she was adjusting to the angle of the hillside and his added weight, but that wasn't so true. The subtle movement placed her in the prime position for him to do as he pleased - and one look from her, heavy-lidded as if by some drug, was all the confirmation he would need.

~ Fade to black? Casual reference to something happening? ~