Bound for trouble from the start
I've been walking through this old world in the dark
It’s not long before she is dipping from the sky and landing neatly before him. He exhales slowly, suddenly a bundle of nerves and agitation. Feathers glinting in the sunlight, unable to keep his eye from roving the delicious curves of her supple figure. Perhaps slightly more curvaceous then he remembers but appealing all the same. He is quiet as he traces the lines of her face, remembering vividly the way her lips had parted in soft moans of delight. He shivers slightly at the thought, forcing himself to meet the uncertain hazel of her eyes.
His confidence wavers slightly as he senses her hesitation. His anxiety rising, flaxen whipcord flicking against his hocks as if it would chase it away. Perhaps she didn’t want to see him, had regretted their night together. It was a thought that had crossed his mind more than once, why else would she have stolen away with the first rays of light? Maybe she knew he was dangerous, what lurked beneath the surface of his flesh. He knows he doesn’t deserve her, hadn’t deserved what she had already given him. Now that he’s had a taste though, he yearns for more.
”Ellyse…” He responds quietly, his voice husky as his heart rages against the cage in his chest. Searching into her eyes, seeing that despite the hesitation in her step she doesn’t seem entirely unhappy to see him. It warms him a little, stirs his confidence once more. ”You didn’t leave your number… So I thought I would make a house call.” The corner of his lips turning into a warm smile, his faint attempt at a joke. It wasn’t something he was use to.
Pausing, considering her. How he wants to simply pull her into him, to place kisses along the length of her neck. Instead he glances away, looking out at the sea. ”Interesting place, never seen anything like it.” The air goes quiet except for the distant call of gulls and the soft rumble of the volcano. A soft breeze ruffles the tangled strands of his forelock, hiding his empty socket once more.
”Why did you leave Ellyse?” He finally asks, his voice low as he continues to gaze across the sea. There are so many hidden meanings in his question and so he continues to fix his view elsewhere, unsure if he wants to see how she reacts.
Ledger