The striations of the storm hit and rattled the fragility
of the large house, and lit the sky in multiple patrons of light. The drops
that hit the multiple glasses placidly harmonized the solitude found in the hallways
that connected the house, and the emptiness of the rooms.
Amy’s feet padded across the soft carpet upstairs in
David’s house. A deep and exhausting bout of insomnia had gripped her through a
straight fortnight, her head swimming like a pool of liquid in her hazy state. She
shook her head and jumped slightly as a crash of thunder shook over the large
home, lightning illuminating the interior in a sudden and eerie flash.
She walked with a
light yet dominating step, one that showed her confidence, strength and
compassion. Her body was clad in, not something sexy as most would expect in
the home of her lover, but a pair of silken red pants and a tight short sleeved
top to match.
As David’s kids
were here, she kept her attire more appropriate unless they were alone in the
bedroom, showing off every bit of skin she had and prancing around for David.
She gripped onto the banister and slowly walked down the staircase.
Her pale skinned feet were bare and shivered at the touch
of cold marble. Amy stopped halfway across the hallway, her eyes catching a
soft glow of orange light illuminated from David’s office. He was up late
working again, but she was use to it by now. She listened as his fingers danced
over the keys of his piano.
Her small, delicate hand reached out to the door leading
to the kitchen, breath as still as the air around her. She opened the door
slightly and slipped inside, scanning around to make sure she was indeed alone.
For some reason unknown to herself, Amy hated when people were around her when
she ate.
“Shit,” she swore to herself. No junk food, she’d have to
go to the store later and shop. Amy reluctantly grabbed a granola bar from the
cupboard and poured two glasses of wine. She left the kitchen and followed the
beautiful music to her lover’s work area.
David had been working hard on a new musical, many nights
of Amy going to bed alone. He greeted her with a beautiful smile as she walked
over and held out a glass of wine to him. “You read my mind,” David said
quietly. Amy sat in his lap and kissed him softly.
“I figured you
could use it. You’ve been working all night, my love,” she whispered as he
pulled her into a warm embrace. Amy clung tight to David; her arms so reluctant
to let him go, feeling as though an invisible force was keeping them from
spreading apart to let him go. Even if she could, she wouldn't.
No other had made her feel this way; it was always about
domination and servant...She had never been hugged in such strong and secure
arms. His musk filled her senses, the aroma so heavenly Amy couldn't help but
move just a bit closer to his neck. “I’m sorry. I know the deadline for the
musical is putting a damper on time together,” David said, giving her a cute
pout.
“I knew what I was signing up for when I moved in with
you. I was listening on my way to the kitchen. It sounds beautiful. I can’t
wait to see the finished product.” David kissed Amy’s cheek, making her blush. She
placed her head on David's shoulder, her hand touching his face softly and her thumb
tracing the outline of his bottom lip.
Something about him jolted her energy into high gear,
every sense and nerve awaking from a deep slumber. David smiled and led her
over to the piano. She sat straddling the bench, arms around David’s waist. “I
got something better…just for you…”
Amy smiled as he adjusted himself over the keys and began
a new melody she hadn’t heard before. She closed her eyes as he played, passion
radiating between him and the song he had composed for her that his fingers
played, like a master commanding his servant.
She looked up at him and saw tears escaping. Slowly his
playing transitioned and her breathing increased. It was a song they had
written together. He had finished it and put it to music. David smiled over at
her and nodded; his signal that she knew what to do.
Her lips began to sing the words, their eyes not leaving
each other. “My spirit’s sleeping somewhere cold, until you find it there and
lead it back home…Wake me up inside…wake me up inside…call my name and save me
from the dark…Bid my blood to run, before I come undone…Save me from the
nothing I’ve become…”
Now it was David’s turn to become mesmerized. Amy’s voice
was soft and angelic, though with a haunting quality that made it complete.
Here and there he added the vocal harmonies, surprised at how well their voice
meshed.
Soon he was joining her in the chorus and bridge, her
hands moving up to his hair and moving closer to each other. The passion
between them was so thick you could taste it, his musk and her sweet perfume.
“All this time I can’t believe I couldn’t see. Kept in
the dark but you were there in front of me….I’ve been sleeping a thousand years
it seems, got to open my eyes to everything…Without a thought, without a voice,
without a soul, don’t let me die here, there must be something more…Bring me to
life…” They sang in the bridge, alternating his deep and husky voice with her
soft soprano one.
Slowly the song came to an end after another half minute
of harmonies, David’s fingers playing the last few notes and Amy’s head resting
against his shoulder. Once finished, they sat there in silence for a moment
just staring at each other smiling.
David leaned in and pulled Amy to him. “So? I take it you
approve, Ms. Lee?” He said in a light hearted tone.
“I love it, almost as much as you,” Amy said with a
smile, kissing David deeply and parting her lips for his waiting tongue.
David smirked and got up, helping Amy off the piano
bench. Making sure no one else was downstairs David shut and locked the door to
his office, grinning at Amy. “Would you look at that? It’s time for my work
break…”
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