Thread: When Passion Becomes Blind (Niah & Manofyourdream)

This is quite a night as it seemed to be turning out to be. He didnt come in here thinking he would make her life a living hell, no. He may not accept it but he wanted to catch a glimpse of her and what better way than to walk through those doors, demanding what he did. There were things that didnt make sense to him, yet he did them. He was oblivious to his own deep dark desires and opinions. Maybe it was his way of coping with things, things that raised a question of what if. Hence, it was natural for him to not tend to those thoughts and build a guarding shield that would protect him from exactly those thought. Amidst it all, the crack in the wall did occur and a deepest thoughts from his mind slipped past his lips when he actually told her she was pretty. Well, it was a compliment but it wouldnt be seen as one, just because it was setup as a needle in haystack. Besides, she wasnt even expecting or looking for nice words from him, so the compliment would go unnoticed. Having troubled her enough, he could see that shed reached that level where she couldnt and wouldnt want to take more of it. And then she burst. Watching her step up like she did, he almost admired her. Yet, he failed to recognize that. Especially after he understood that this was her part-time work, a side job and not her main one. He couldnt help but feel stupid for chuckling at her when she called him disgusting for mocking her. He did feel it was a bad move but it was done. And to back away from it all meant accepting his defeat. He had too much ego to do that. Watching her moved closer to him, he found Myra invade his privacy. That was for the first time had tasted his own medicine. He felt threatened as he blanked out. Besides her presence, her words didnt seem to stop and in that moment, he couldnt help but notice her feature in more detail. Way more detailed than ever before. The first thing he noticed was how flawless her skin was. Absolutely amazing! He wondered what it would be like to cup her cheeks with his palms. His gaze moved to her pretty hair and how they were done, wondering where on her back would her hair reach if he were to reach behind her head and unpin them. To be running his thick fingers through those silky tresses and even smell the shampoo from them. Speaking of which, she was so close that he could actually smell her distinct smell that she has about her, not the smell of coffee beans, but her feminine aroma. In a moment of bonding, he would actually place a soft kiss on her forehead, it was that tempting. His gaze lowered to her eyes, taking notice of how perfect arched her eyebrows were and how dark her gaze was. It almost made him want to sink into its depth. And then the perfectly bridged nose and her pert lips, watching them move and occasionally displaying her pearl white teeth. He would kiss her passionately, for they looked so fragile and soft. The chin and the neck, it was all too alluring. And he didnt even get down to the best part. While she may have let his words wash over her like white noise, he couldnt do the same with what he was experiencing in that moment. He stood there like a dumb deer in the middle of the road about to get struck by a car. And then he reacted, something he may regret later, but its all he could think of in that moment. From what he recalled, she was about to say something more, something about you, but he moved as if something else, someone else was driving him in that moment. Grabbing her at her waist, he pulled her into him and a swift move down allowed him to plant his lips onto her. The kiss was unwarranted for and out of place. They were in middle of an argument and he pulls this stunt, not to get back at her, but it was needed. To taste her had become a need for him and he was ready to pay its price. For now, he suckled on her pert lips, pulling them into his mouth and making sure to kiss her hard because he knew it wouldnt last long. Though, those few moments were plenty enough to process how she was responding. The way his hands clenched at his t-shit, it was enough to tell him that she was at least enjoying it. Or else, she would have pushed him away the very moment he pulled her into him. He even noticed how there was a moment when she actually suckled back. Maybe he read it all wrong. But it was enough for him to move forward because it was something he wanted to do. For all he cared, he wouldnt get another chance with her if hes to come another evening because theres always someone working with her. He knew it wouldnt last long, the kiss, so when she pushed him away, he barely nudged a step back and next he found himself doing was feeling the way her hand felt against his face as she struck him. He was much stronger than her but it did sting a little, not caring about it as he smirked softly. All that anger he had towards her, the hatred, it all washed over him in that moment. He managed to speak a few words and even apologized. Though, he wanted to make sure of one thing, cocking his brows at her, However, I am not apologizing for that kiss. He said while caressing his own cheek for just a moment. Her words where she was telling him to leave fell upon deaf ears as he continued to stare at her. You know, you look prettier when you are angry, he said to her as she began shove him towards the door. He wasnt fighting it but was definitely making it hard, Myra having to add extra efforts to move his heavy frame away from the counter and towards the door. I dont know about you he said with a light chuckle, looking over his shoulders at the tiny framed girl, I liked that kiss, I am not going to lie, Myra, he said pronouncing her name correctly. Hed knew it all along but never made an effort to address her with respect. He nodded as he stepped aside so she could unlock the door and kick his ass out of there, But you shouldnt lie to yourself either. I get that feeling that you were also kissing me backand actually liked me kissing you. But then again, I might be wrong..! he said lifting his hands up in air as if in a no offense gesture. He stood with calmness, no sign of hostility towards her but with a look of admiration now, even appreciation. It was only a matter of few seconds, when shed open the door and hed be on his way out of there. Could the circumstances change? Heck, if she wouldnt open the door, he might as well do it himself since he wasnt wanted here. It is then he moved his hand to reach for the lock so he can get out of there. But with no regrets!