Return of the Amateur Writer

Hai Dair 

It's been a while since I've wrote anything... :/ I miss my old, short stories!

So... I'm gonna write a little short story, just to fill my aching need. ;-;

-----
A hand reached out, it's shadowed enormity blocking Arielle's view. The hand grasped onto her waist, groping the sides of her thighs and swirling a finger around her waist. She tossed her head, the side to side motions dizzying her view. The single hand began gripping her leg, so hard she was sure the bruises were becoming more than just skin deep. A poorly groomed nail snaked against her skin, leaving a thin red whelp against the milky softness. She groaned and tried to stand, tried to free herself from the pillowy nothingness that held her amongst the air. To no avail, she let out a urgent cry. The hand snapped, and traced a finger up to her pelvic area. It began to tingle it's fingers against the red tufts of hair that maimed her a woman. The hand dragged itself lower and lower, resulting in a low moan coming from the woman. Finally, as it began to steadily tap her, building slow mounts of pleasure, she jerked roughly. The puffs of cloud broke, letting her fall. She fell, free-falling towards what seemed like more nothing, until she gasped and thrust herself up. As the haze cleared she found herself panting, tangled in a mass of sheets on her bed. Arielle looked around the empty room, the dark brown wallpaper staring at her with a mock sense of dullness. She put her hand to her chest, coming to a conclusion that it was a mere dream. She sat there and hung her head wearily, then suspiciously noticed a marking on her thigh. Realization dawned on her as she pieced out what the markings were. On her thigh were a pair of faint bruises, melted to the shape of fingertips.
-----


MAHAHAHA!


:3

Still as choppy as ever... 


But, even someone as ego-riffic as me has their flaws. 


Just Kidding... Of course. 

 

**its

 



 





 

Thanks for the not-so-helpful-pain-in-the-ass-empty-advice.





--

 Beanie Baby, you confuse me.



 

Literally or Figuratively... e.e

 

I do not understand your talky talk. e.e

 

Was she being serious... 



Were you being serious... 

 

 Face Palm 

 

e.e



I can't believe it was that bad.



I mean, yeah, semi-bad, but I've seen worse. ;~;