The Darkest Days

Heat of the Moment

            Making my way upstairs I could hear very vividly a rock song playing loudly. The bass rattled through the floor ever so slightly, enough that I could recognize the song by just the beat. Axel was listening to ACDC, Highway to Hell. The song came to an end and another song began to beat through the house. This time it was a bit different, more of a heartful song. This song I recognize because it was my mother’s favorite song during my preadolescence stage. Ma listened to Angels on the Moon by Thriving Ivory daily. There were times that the song was adjusted to repeat for hours.

            Once I reached the top of the stairs, I began walking to the end of the long hallway to the bedroom I assumed the music was playing from. I knocked on the door rapidly, but after a couple of minutes with no response, I cracked open the door. “Axel?” I hollered out over the music.

            “In here,” he hollered back from behind a door that I believed was the bathroom. I could see the steam coming from under the door. He was taking a shower. A very hot shower too. Mmm, hot… sounds amazing and relaxing. I could use one right now. Maybe even sit in the tub while the water runs over my head. The bathroom door suddenly opened, pulling me out of my train of thought, and a highly naked Axel stepped out. I shrieked and quickly flung my hands over my eyes.

            “I’m sorry! I d… didn’t know. I… I’ll just go,” I shrieked as I turned to run out and back to the safety of my room. However, before I could, Alex softly grabbed my arms and held me there.

            “Katherine, it’s not your fault. I knew you were in here; I should have covered up before exiting the bathroom. I’m sorry, please forgive me?”

            “You’re forgiven,” said shakenly. “I just wasn’t expecting to um… see you so… naked so um… soon.” I could feel the heat sneak up my throat and into my cheeks. Axel then moved his hand up my arm, up my neck, and stopped at my cheek.

            “There’s no need to be embarrassed Kat,” he whispered in my ear as he leaned down to kiss my neck softly, leaving goosebumps all over my body. “Why don’t you go take a nice hot shower, relax.”

            The feeling of Axel’s soft, smooth lips lingered on my neck as I walked out with a zombie-like speed. The feeling stuck throughout my shower causing my body to surge with need. I pulled the shower head down and began working my problems; however, before my release came the shower curtains flew open and the shower head was ripped out of my hands. “I don’t think so,” Axel scowled.

            “H… how did you know?” I stammered.

            “You’re not that quiet. Now, if you’re done, go wait for me on the bed.” Axel then shoved me through the door and closed it behind me. I didn’t quite understand why he did that until he opened the door with a variety of objects. These objects ranged from rope to whips to vibrators. I became frightened at the sight of these absurd items. I’ve never been a subject to this type of s*x play. It wasn’t something that ever crossed my mind. I then scurried further away from the hot, magnificent man and crawled into a ball.

            At this point, I felt as if my body was just a pile of fat compared to all the muscle on his. I felt out of place, ugly. I felt as if I wasn’t good enough for the man standing over me like a predator. A god.

            His bright blue eyes hid under his long thick lashes, staring straight into my soul. His muscles ran down every inch of his body causing his veins to protrude through his skin. His skin was dark and smelled of wood. His hair contained brown ringlets and the scent of a warm fall breeze. Not only did he look delicious, but he also smelled delicious too.

            He must have seen the mixture of feelings beating through my eyes because the look of hunger was replaced by the look of desperation and worry. The ropes, whips, and vibrators all fell to a cluttered mess on the floor. As gently as he could, Axel climbed up onto the bed and laid beside me. He lifted my head and laid his arm under the crook of my neck. As softly as possible, he reached over and brushed his soft, smooth lips over mine. That’s when I began to relax and fall into a deep sleep.