written by cyn
pivoting on bared heels to move with feline grace to the sand pit, lush figure outlined by the soft flames of the fire, casting its glow into crimson tresses that cascade down the gentle curve of her back, feeling the soft giving grains slip between delicate toes, chin held high in pride as she stands straight within the center, luminous ocean blue gaze falls in respect to the Free, slender arms elevate high above auburn curls, meeting with the placement of wrists facing outward, raising right foot to toe point, turning a lean leg outwards, supple breasts rise and fall with each baited breath that quickens in anticipation of the dance, hoping that she can truly seduce the One that already holds her heart, becoming determined as she waits ...
slowly the music crosses the empty silence of the room, the first strains of the haunting melody caressing taut body, awakening the fire from deep within as liquid pools of blue warmth lift to his, lithe form bathed in the light of the fire, the aching ... longing of a slave girl beginning to twist in her belly as to the barbaric intoxicating music of the flute and drums, she begins to dance ... turning abruptly as luminous passion-filled eyes close, lithe form silhouetted by the dancing lights of the fire, throwing head back as a magnificent display of auburn curls spill down the gentle curve of her spine, the contrast astounding against sun-kissed flesh, feeling the rhythm as slave body starts to sway, the glow of the fire illuminating each and every roll of well-rounded hips, the movements of delicate hands showing his steel as it tightens even now about the slim column of her throat
sleek body arching unaware, breasts rising high as if caught in a sudden wave of desire, throat exposed in mute offering as she falls into thoughts of him and the power he has over her, knowing he alone can make her bend to his will, a soft sigh escaping full pouty lips as she is filled with so much love and passion bottled up inside, ready to share and give to him completely, envisioning his lips ... his hands ... twirling in the display of the love she offers him this night
arms reaching upward through silken curls to the empty air, reaching to him as ruby red lips move soundlessly in her plea, palms turning upwards to beseech him, the fire in her belly growing unchecked, dropping without hesitation to trembling belly, crawling to him as well-rounded hips rock enticingly back and forth, demonstrating her total submission to him, remembering how she begged his steel, the proof of their undying love and passion
a slight whimper escapes full pouty lips as the lights of dozens of torches cast a luminous glow on straining muscles, trembling before him as she arrives at his feet, slowly rising to knees as silken thighs open wide to reveal all that is his alone, bright blue eyes glazed with lust, trembling fingers brazenly exposing that which burns hotly for him, the proof of her desires glistening on honeyed folds, head falling back slowly as the music claims a girl's body
a wicked smile hovering on slightly parted lips as she starts to sway before him once again, hips undulating in sweet thrusting circles, the rhythm soft and gentle, delicate hands floating her body in circles, hands moving purposefully to the slim column of her neck, fingertips caressing the beautiful steel band there with the words marking her as his, etched deeply forever there, lush hips beginning to move faster as the music builds, deep ocean blue eyes dance with delight and anticipation of him, body moving with heartfelt desires to be mastered completely by him
