“You watch as this nimble fingers course their way through the different fixtures and buttons riddled on your blouse. One by one they come apart exposing measures of golden flesh that radiates from the sheen of your sweat and the glare from the moon. These hands softly guides your clothing down the ample curves that sweetly accosts my vision, and now you stand before me bare. We both glance up at the moon as our nipples harden against the cool breeze of the night. We wait. As the moon dances high above we stare at on another until the loud sounds of bones snap, crackle, and pop permeate the air. Our howls echos far and beyond before we set out into the night.” -by Grim Angel



via Daily Prompt: Unravel

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