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RHYTHM
AND HEAT
BY: Qzeebrella*** "I think it's a combination of things I love about it. The heat, the steam, the pounding that seems to go through not only your body but also your soul. Your muscles strain as you are stretched to your limit. You teeter on the edge of control, you clasp desperately onto control, needing to make every stroke last, every stroke count. You long, hunger, thirst to give in, to loose control, to let yourself be consumed by the heat of the fire, but you know you must hold back. You thrust into the fire, then withdraw, a ceaseless pounding, an all- consuming heat, it takes over your body and soul so that you are no longer in control. The rhythm, the pounding, the need to angle each stroke perfectly, these are the only things you can think of. You see sparks flying, you see steam rising, sweat coats your body, your heart pounds to the rhythm you are creating, the rhythm you have become. You gasp in desperation, breathing hard, desperate for rest, but the rhythm calls, the pounding must continue, each stroke must be made. Till finally at that last perfect moment, you thrust one last time, the heat overtakes your soul, mind and body, you feel the pounding throughout you, you are stretched to your moment and you stroke one last perfect stroke..." Will looked up as he finished describing working the forge to create a sword to Anna Marie to see Jack look at him as if he were a banquet and Jack a starving man. "You stroke the last perfect stroke," Will continued. "And finally you have captured a thing of beauty, something delicate, agile, strong, swift, and glorious. You have captured fire in the sword you have made. That is what I love about the forge, why I am glad Jack has created one on the ship for me to work at. There is only one thing like it in the world." Will stood and held out his hand to Jack. Jack pulled Will to him and kissed him deeply, fucking his mouth savagely as he longed to fuck the beauty that had captured him. Jack reluctantly broke the kiss. Will gasped, "Only one thing like it, one thing more glorious." Jack looked deeply into Will's eyes, "Now you and I are goin' to my cabin, savvy?" Will smirked. "Savvy." As he was pulled quickly behind Jack. Anna Marie watched the couple leave the room and wondered if there were a nice cold bath available, or a peep hole into the captain's cabin that she could peer into. The End |
