she stalks
her prey unknown once more
lust rising
passion for the kill returned
breathing labors
target spotted she moves in
eyes lock
gazes dance in a twisted game
one caress
a silken hand across her waist
bitten lips
anticipation grows in hesitant breaths
he stops
cheshire grin apon his lips
he knows
a hand moves for the door
eyes narrow
growls sound within her throat
he laughs
another night unsaited
game ended
the cat a mouse once more














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