It was barely past 2pm, yet already he felt like he had been there all afternoon. Even for someone who enjoyed this stuff, a several hour class at the end of the week was tough on everyone. As the class went on, lecturer dryly exposing about the development of ion channels in neuronal membranes; his eyes roamed around the sun-drenched seminar room. He darted from bored student to bored student, all long faces and glazed over eyes. He could feel his eyes getting heavy too, fast tuning out what was being said, until he caught her eyes again. A few tables over, nestled in the corner of the room, their eyes met for a second time in 10 minutes. Wide, green-blue, and with remnants of clumped mascara in between long lashes. He quickly darted back toward the front of the class, sitting himself upright, and focusing on the lecturer. Read more »

It’s 2.30 am in Manhattan NY and you’re walking back to your apartment clumsily walking on your painful heels. You see something across the street but it doesn’t really register and you keep going. It has just rained and the city lights shine lazily on the wet roads.
As you reach the elevator, someone shouts ‘Can you please hold the door!’ A man comes running in a black suit with a red tie on a white shirt. He looks like he started out the day very neatly but has had a rough day since then. You hold the door open and as he comes closer you realise, he was the guy you had seen across the street earlier.
You ask him which floor he’s going to and he says ‘The same as yours.’ You feel a tinge of excitement within you even though it means nothing. The guy is weirdly handsome. He has a scar along his cheek but other than that he has a symmetrical face.
You both get off the elevator and then you nod him a polite good bye but he just stares at you. That’s when you notice that he has deep blue eyes. You are both afraid and excited. “What is this guy doing? Is he a murderer?”
You turn to your door and open it. As you do you see him rushing towards you full speed as he lifts you up and slams you against the wall and kisses you hard.
You try resisting at first but he’s too strong and suddenly you give in. You kiss him back. It’s urgent. Primal. You tear off his coat and dig your nails into his back through his shirt as he kisses you harder undoing your hair.
Within seconds you’re both naked on the bed and he kisses your neck deeply. He works his way down between your breasts and then he teases your nipples between his teeth one by one.
He moves further down kissing below your breasts and licking your waist and he suddenly stops. He gets up and goes to the fridge and he gets a bottle of whiskey. He pours out some in the cap of the bottle and then he pours that cap into your belly button.
You’re trying to be completely still but the whiskey in your belly button trembles. He gives you a sly smile and then sucks your belly button dry. He gulps the whiskey in and then goes down further.
He licks your clit while pushing two long fingers into your vagina and massages the far wall inside and keeps licking your clit until you’re gushing wet.
Then he climbs on your and gives you a cap of whiskey to drink and then he kisses you and steals the whiskey from your lips. He keeps kissing you harder as he pushes his penis inside you. He does not want to wait. He fucks you faster and faster grabbing your nipples and pulling your hair and biting your lips until you both finally cum thunderously.
He lies down next to you for a minute, then he puts on his clothes again, whispers into your ear ‘Thank you’ and leaves.