someharmindreaming: They met for a drink Just a drink So when had he had time To book the room? She
someharmindreaming: They met for a drink Just a drink So when had he had time To book the room? She had barely registered the bar was a hotel Had he presumed to book it in advance Knowing it would likely go unvisited Or had he arranged it in the five minutes She had left him on his own After their skin had touched the first time Just their hands Expecting a goodbye Instead she had been led upstairs And she had been lifted And crushed and kissed Against flowered wallpaper In a dark corridor Next to a door Which miraculously he could open Through which she was carried into dim privacy And behind which Stripped, spread, adored and mauled and fucked -- source link