A heated day where things were blazed in a hazy daze. The day's itinerary going awry, Carpe Diem took a heavy hold on the couple as they went in through publix buying the materials for their cooking that day. Wandering around the store lost in conversation they came out only with a block of mozarella cheese, even though they ventured the entirety of the store.
"Damn the cheese got really inflated" Jay mentioned as the price came up at the cashier. Tasha simplied sighed while her hand was on her hip in a relaxed pose. The casually polite farewells were exchanged between Jay and the cashier, regardless of how better mannered Jay was as the words came out of him fluid rather then the uncultured stagnance that eroded from the cashier. "So...where to now?" he asked his partner as a reflexive subject to ease his mind of the annoyance. "What do you mean? We're going to your house to cook this no?" The conversation went on between the two of how they were going to prepare the dish, and if the material they bought was sufficient enough with the ones he already had at his house.
It was not long for them to reach his house, where they put down their things and she immediately decided to return her habit of changing her attire into Jay's clothes, usually just the shirt, this time it was indeed just a shirt. Jay slouched upon his day bed and averted his eyes as she changed out of her tops as usual, to give the respect he had for females, however tempting it was to stare off with an unhinged drop. Caressing into each other arms were a routine they started not long ago, and it soon elevated to smothering each other with their lips and teeth, ferocious at times leaving it's physical stains momentarily and the emotional buildings strengthen.
Time went on and flew by as they continued the stationary elope, bite marks appeared and hands discovered. Clothes were sliding off and the passion was growing, he looked deep into her eyes and warned her of the future, "The ice is thinning, you're going to take a plunge in the icy water, it will feel painful at first but it'll get warmer over time, are you sure you don't want to get off the ice?". She disregarded the warning and replied with a kiss, as they continued the romantic embrace. The man, holding back as much as he can, could hold not much longer, and began solicitating his wants with his hands instead of words, he decided to warn her slowly by action instead of words. After the long hours of undressing her with his eyes, he began undressing her with his hands and mouth, every action felt like a ghost possessing his body, a spiritual entity of sexually taking over his mind. He succumbed to the presence of Eros and let it lift his soul to a higher gratification.
This act continued on and moved to the bathroom, where untold actions were done as she got fully undressed, then he. It continued on as they moved around and squandered, moving back to the bed where finally, it was the time of foreplay to end, as both their organs has previously rubbed against each other, they went forward to intercourse. It stopped as she thought she was not ready and told him to wait, obediantly he did, however with a strong toll on the will as he was already halfway inside. He pulled out and rolled to his side to remove the temptations, however she continued to caress and embrace him on his back, and they went back to foreplay, and again it reverted back to him nearly going inside. He said something just as he was ready to catch her as she plunged into the icy water "If you're too cold for the water, I can always rescue you and drag you to the surface." He felt cowardly for saying such things instead of making the choice himself, for he cleverly put the blame on her by saying this if anything were to happen. She simply moaned and kissed him in reply and he slowly plunged halfway and pulled out repetively waiting for the "Yes" he so desired.
Things turned out well in the end, they talked of the adventurous day they had, regreted they were caught in the heat of the moment, dazed by this, and unnable to cook it as she returned home. He felt like a man after she left, her presence lingering on his soul, however his soul locked away and his mind guarding the door. He knew in time the soul possessed by Eros will one day break out by some unknown means the mind will never be prepared for. He wondered if she felt the same, and if the wheels in his brain turned the same way as it did in hers. He always thought that they were made of the same parts, but were worked different.
The mind of the man worked in both ways, and crashed against each other, the mind contradicting the soul, the brain contradicting the heart, intelligence contradicting love. Alas, the way of a human being was a cruel way, to be more inhuman was to be a worse self, however not be so confused and tormented by the human emotions.
Definitions:
Itinerary: a detailed plan for a journey, esp. a list of places to visit; plan of travel. ~ http://dictionary.reference.com/browse/itinerary
Stagnance: not flowing. ~ http://dictionary.reference.com/browse/stagnance
Elope: to run away with a lover. ~ http://dictionary.reference.com/browse/elope
Eros: Deity of Sex, Lust, and Intercourse ~ http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Eros_(god)