Board Thread:Writer's Workshop/@comment-31532017-20170215123526/@comment-31532017-20170307100854

Author: Tired & exhausted already, gave it all I had; hopefully this should fit, if not I'm gonna leave it here for the rest of its meager existence to rot away.

“Common Dwayne, you can do it,” Dwayne mumbled as he puffed in and out, relaxing himself with each passing breath. A small stream of liquid ran down the sides of his cheeks as he sat above his resting place. The smell of his body odor had undulated the room, skimming away the once perfumed-laden like scent. The palms on his laps, trembled slightly as he postured there, thinking away. His self-imposed exclusion was short-lived, and intruded as the door leading to the showers creaked forward. Slowly curving his head around, he met eyes; those of rounded-shaped almonds.

A woman stepped forth, her silky hair lifted as the breeze followed her from the bathroom's opened glass pane, and into the surrounding area. Strolling closely and particularly with grace, her finger traced across the king-sized bed as she headed towards the pensive figure, before diving into the said mattress. Her tongue rolled matching those of an adder, while crawling as a feline, hunting its prey. With a slight teasing of her protruding bottom before embracing him into her arms.

“What's wrong, Hun? You seem, anxious about something,” Thalia said.

“It's nothing really, since it's our first time doing this, you know, gotta make that impression,” said Dwayne as he spun around while moving his hands above hers, giving a half-smile; before turning again once more and chuckling a bit as he shifted his left grapple onto his reddish face.

“Well, if it's really nothing, then I-,” before Thalia finished, the sounds of thunder struck outside the complex building, in front of them. Dwayne shook back a bit, and before he could rose up & spurt out of the door. Thalia already had him in her grasps.