[WARNING: MATURE CONTENT AHEAD. PROCEED WITH CAUTION.]
"Then, I love you... just for tonight."
Aries closed her eyes to welcome his tender lips. As always, they were sweet as the first peek of the new day but just as bitter as the last smile of sunset. He didn't deepen the kiss. His kiss was shallow, biting her lips from time to time. Yet, his emotion each time his lips brushed against hers spoke a volume of passion, millions of tacit and neglected feelings.
Their bodies were no stranger to each other. They had kissed more than she could ever count, but tonight he felt unfamiliar. Or maybe it was not Abel, but Aries.
Perhaps because she was paying attention, she finally noticed the familiarity that oddly felt new to her. Today, she kissed Inez — she wasn't the first person who claimed her lips. There were many before Inez or before Abel. And she could tell those people... always had a plan.
