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Ellie Confidential Chapter 1 [FM] [Noir] [Detective] [Public]

A few years on the job made anyone a cynic, insensitive to the horrors people were willing to inflict upon others. A few more years and each case had been there before. Maybe slightly different details, but the same nonetheless. They lacked the shock factor to keep working days and nights, sleep in squad cars and cut off another of Medusa’s heads when it was obvious two new ones would grow right away.

Most couldn’t handle it, turning to alcohol and drugs in a worthless attempt of numbing the pain and filling the void once no pain was left.

The chosen few who stuck around and stayed disciplined found their own ways to spice up the routine. Some bent the rules as much as possible, riding so close to the edge that only another solved case prevented the Captain from firing them. Others took upside jobs as corrupted cops, and for others the work on the force became the side job. Read more »

The Girl From Across The Street [FM] [Cute] [Romantic]

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I know who I am to you, the girl from across the street, living in a concrete block much like you, just a different one. That one girl you talked to once, but we don’t even know each other’s names. Then we met again at the store, and you smiled at me before you walked past, and I still stood there for a minute until I realized that I should probably start moving again. The briefest of moments, but somehow they stuck with me, I keep remembering them.

I have seen you a handful of times since, but you didn’t see me. It was just me gazing out the window as I needed a break from doing the dishes, or me standing there with a glass of wine and wondering if I would catch a glimpse of you as you return home. Okay, I’ll admit, I shouldn’t have done that. Shouldn’t have started to crush on a guy I talked to once, and met twice. Read more »

I Feel Like Making Mistakes Tonight [FM] [Cute] [Romantic]

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You know what, I feel like making mistakes tonight. There’s something in the air, and I’m not talking about the smell of flour and cinnamon and eggs. I’m not even talking about another glass of wine, that hardly feels like a mistake at this point.

No, there is something else on my mind, and that would really count as a mistake. You live too close, just two floors, two flights of stairs away. You see me all the time, and we chat down in the laundry room, or when you help me carry up the groceries, because of course you do.

You are a good neighbour, and I’m afraid you have also proven to be a good friend. Always polite, and friendly to those you hold dear. Diligent and hard-working, and a bit of a jokester anytime you aren’t professional. It’s a good mixture, you are fun to be around and easy to work with, and bake with apparently. I didn’t even plan on you being here with me tonight, but I’ll admit that when we stumbled into each other my first idea was to invite you. I was a bit surprised that you said yes, we’ve both been kind of busy lately, and haven’t had much time to talk. But here you are, no, here we are, standing in my kitchen and looking at the mess we made. Read more »

Get me out of here [FM][Romantic][Vanilla]

I need some help, and stat, I’m not sure I can do this much longer. This whole place is getting on my nerves, and the people in it. The white tablecloth everywhere, the congress hall, the swirling storm of noises, those pompous chandeliers, all the suits and dresses and the staff walking around with their fake politeness. The water bottles on the table, each of them expensive enough to buy a gallon worth of tap water.

And sure, I picked this life, I am as much to blame as everyone else in this room. Most day, I can handle it, I am right on top of all that fakery and charade, and straighten my back as I walk into the rooms. I walk this line and I walk it well, on most days. I bring the worst out in people, and then they realize that I am even worse, and better at what they are good at. I bite and I chew, and I spit out guys who make the mistake of crossing me. Read more »

Just stay here with me tonight [MF] [Romantic] [Vanilla]

I know I should not be asking you to stay, and honestly you should not consider it. But I have no one else, nobody at least who understands me like you do, the things I can’t tell anybody else.

Other guys, they would not understand the things going on in my mind, or worse yet they would misinterpret them. I could not lean against anyone else without them thinking I was coming onto them, and they would secretly call me a slut even while their arms reach around to fondle my breasts. But you, you don’t just understand the nuances, you can read them from my eyes without me even having to say them out loud. You can hold your own even while you are holding me, and it’s my cheeks that you explore with your fingers, and caring brushes through my hair when my head rests on your shoulder. Read more »

What is it with us? [FM] [Vanilla] [Romantic]

What is it with us, and the way we always end up circling around each other? Anytime we happen to be inside the same room, we happen to be talking, joking and laughing, and occasionally giggling. When I make a joke you’re the one who gets it, even though you are at the other end of the table, stuck in a completely different conversation.

And as the hours progress, we always end up like this here, on the small couch where it’s hard for two people to sit without touching at least our feet. And yet we manage, religiously upholding this foot of distance between us. Not even a foot in terms of measurement units, it’s more like an actual foot, and then more like the width of a foot rather than its length. But we need that distance for some reason, the two or three times that we accidentally touched before made both of us jolt and retract into our shells. Read more »

Let me drive you through the night [FM][Romantic][Noir]

Look, I know it isn’t really my place to offer this, we know each other well enough by now to know that you and I won’t find together. We have no shared future ahead of us, no house and kids and marriage.

What we have though is a friendship that runs deeper than most, and we have trusted each other with plenty of secrets that nobody else knows of. I know of your boyfriend troubles, you know of my problems trusting women, and as much as we try to work through them they remain issues in our respective lives. You even know a thing or two about the reasons for why I am like I am, and I know that knowing my secrets gives you the trust to share your own ones with me.

We are, despite all odds, a good match on the couch, one feet apart and yet somehow connected. We can drink together, talk throughout the night, and go home before either of us can get any weird ideas. Read more »

Your smile lingers in my mind

You are gone, your smile lingers

In my thoughts at random times

Still feel your skin under my fingers

We rode this train till end of line

The blanket still carries your smell

A stray hair still tickles my nose

It’s your looks on which I dwell

As you fell asleep and rose

You seemed relaxed amidst the chaos

Seemed to need me needing you

We belonged right where we lay as

My fingers were greeding you

I can not bring myself to miss you

It hardly feels as if you’re gone

We went and healed each other’s issues

This was a fight that we both won

I Know Your Name And Little More [FM][Vanilla][Poetry]

I know your name and little more
And yet we both lie here all sore
It was my hunger that met your thirst
I got so lost in you, immersed

All evening our talk was prone
To all sorts hidden undertone
Your lips and gaze locked mine
I could not escape for lack of tryin’

I don’t know if I’ll ever learn
The mind behind these breasts so firm
We talked before, I barely listened
Could not focus, your lips they glistened

Now we both lie here in the dark
Your eyes still carry the same spark
I have not grown tired of you yet
Am still between your legs all spread

The Darkness In Her Eyes [FM][Vanilla][Poetry]

I got to see her soul apart
Before I ever touched her skin
It were her eyes that stole my heart
Then her fingers on my chin

I witnessed darkness deep in her
Still could not look away
We locked eyes, fully aware
That I was going to stay

We made small-talk, not for long
Had other things in mind
Had other words on our tongue
And talk of different kind

The night faded to morning
But our lust did not
Our talk was still just moaning
Our traffic still gridlocked