The Malkavian - Chapter One - the Embrace - Part One

the alluring subtlety of her curves with each little sway his basic instincts overflowing from pulsing music and spirits her attire revealing, leaving little else to the imagination while her pheromone laced perspiration wafting his way leads him to eagerly vacate his sedentary position of yearning his approach stealthy, shadowing her in the rhythmic flailing crowd her unostentatious heartbeat pulsing ever louder as he draws nearer discerning her rushing luscious liquid from all others around changing luminescense reflected in rolling beads of her chest sweat openly glaring at the flesh confining the valve pumping inside eyes closed, twirling around, her sensual tornado drawing him in eyes opened, pivoting stopped, her pursuer's eyes fixated on her his lavish and sincere visual praising brings about a coy smile outreached hands taking hold and leading him through the throng making headway for the exits, her goal the cool, crisp night air outside the dead night slowly drying up the freshly laid rain interrupted by the metal on metal clanging sound of the door protagonist and antagonist, stepping out, hand in hand their hurried steps implying an itch of a greater magnitude their hands and lips putting on a public display outside her flat [ character limit preventing poem from being posted as a single piece - part two quickly forthcoming ]