"How about…."
Now the lady's devilish brain was proposing many ideas and suggested everything that could be considered as dirty in true sense! After all she lived all alone by herself and now a man was about to accompany her for a night.
The lady leaned a little and traced his forehead lines as she settled back his sleek hair which were shamelessly kissing his forehead. She studied his facial features with such keen gaze that she concluded at once, the man was worth being her boyfriend but wait...was she going too fast, that her mind bluntly proposed that idea and her heart admitted.
Her pores gently travelled towards his neatly trimmed beard as she bent a little and slightly placed a peck on his forehead, and immediately lifted her head. She could not believe that she actually did such an act to kiss a man, with whom she just met twice.
"Do not look into her heart and smile if thee cannot keep her behind the waterfalls of honour; do not let the splashes of deceit stain thy silk awnings of lustrous scarlet;"
The man was giggling in his heart as he suddenly felt an outburst of emotions in his body, he wanted to have her at the very spot but could not do so. The man could barely restrain himself from attempting any such thing that would invite the lady's mistrust or rage.
"We have arrived ma'am."
The driver chirped to the lady after they reached the destined avenue and settled his cap slightly pushing it up from his eyes, as his eyes flashed blue and the smirk he gave made his fangs visible a little.
"Hey! wake up, man."
The lady stroke the sleepy man on his shoulder to wake him up from slumber while he half opened his heavy eyes to analyse his surroundings.
"Huh?"
That was all he said and the lady pulled his shirt from wrist to drag him out of the car. The man followed her out as she paid the driver who went off smiling meaningfully after finishing his task successfully.
His grip on steering became firm and as the cab vanished out of their sight, a portal appeared and the car went in straight, to some other dimension or realm.
The lady lifted his arm and hung it around her shoulder as she guided him the way up to the elevator. The man tucked his body towards the inner wall of the elevator as the lady pressed the button towards the seventh floor.
"Don't pass out here. We are about to reach, hold on a little."
She strictly informed him and sounded like an arrogant old lady professor. The man chuckled a little and nodded as he covered his mouth with right palm.
The elevator reached the required floor and a ding filtered through the air, the metal door opened and the lady almost dragged him besides her.
The man was clearly pretending and waited for the right moment to take the charge. When they reached the apartment door the lady rattled for the keys in her handbag which was hung on her shoulder from the start.
She inserted the key and pushed the door, again she supported the man inside and directly carried him towards a spare room and laid him gently on the bed. The lady sighed as the heavy weight was finally thrown off her fragile shoulders.
"He is seriously...damn man! Why are you so handsome?"
She drooled over the man like a teenage girl who was newly in love, as she glanced at his disheveled state.
Honestly he was an epitome of handsome models, sleek black hair, emerald eyes, cherry thin lips, long lashes, and muscular silhouette that could make any lady fall head over heels in love. The lady peeked as she witnessed his shirt slightly lifted and gulped at the sight of six packs abs.
She leaned closer to him with an urge to kiss, her body was aching with the strange tingling sensations that she had never experienced before.
"How to appease a lover's ghost; who can avenge so well a hero's toast; the winged hoards frayed; a marvel betrayed; a maiden distressed; hope simply strayed; did she see through thy gold and silver gilded manikins; palaces built to house such false pretences; love her or leave her now; for rain sends treasures down onto thee in a gilded hall; now thee sits and prays for her footsteps to return; to coward to know a true woman's worth;"
"Ugh! man, you are stinking too much!"
The lady could not think of providing him a bath, although her perverted mind fantasized a shower romance, upon which she shook her head to dismiss the thought but still she had to change his clothes.
"Holy crap!"
She was unable to think of any solution. Moreover, she didn't have any masculine clothes to change his clothes that were giving off the strong stench of alcohol.
She brushed her fingers onto his cheek gently as the man changed his side which made her giggle in heart.
"Let's change your clothes buddy."
The lady lifted his shirt up baring his six packs abs, she could barely control her desires to poke onto his sturdy chest.
After a few minutes of struggle she finally succeeded in taking off his shirt and gasped for breath, even while sleeping the man was giving her a hard time.
Slowly she glanced back at the devil who was sleeping soundly without any idea of his surroundings.
"No it can't be. N-no hold yourself, girl."
She gulped as her nose began to bleed and voice stuck in her throat.
"Ugh! what a careless dude."
To prevent herself from falling into more embarrassing situation by taking off his jeans the lady preferred to let him be.
"I'm not gonna help you change more.....who knows you might blame me in the morning!"
The lady was about to run out of his room when heard some rattling.
"Ah! Come here to me...Mmm!"
She froze at the spot and felt her heart stopped at once upon his voice and with a shivering body and blushing face she gradually turned around.
"Shit! this creep is talking in sleep. Come on! you are falling for such.....such.....never mind."
The lady rushed out and upon reaching her room without even looking back, she let out a sigh of relief.
"What the hell I got myself into!"
She slipped in her pjs and crept into her bed immediately, but remained shifting her sides, rolling over in bed to sides.
"Ugh! I'm unable to sleep because of his presence here with me."
Her feet touched the ground as she walked towards his room silently tiptoed and peeked in.
"Phew! He is still drunk and sleeping sound."
The lady strode back to her room and locked the door from inside.
"I can't lose my sanity and have to take precautionary terms."
She cursed herself under breath and scolded for losing control and for kissing him. In between the thoughts that occupied her mind and didn't know when the lady fell asleep.
Meanwhile in the other room the mysterious man was wide awake and doing an analysis of his surroundings as if the alcohol didn't cast any effect on him and he faked the things earlier.
"As I yearn for thee day and night; thoughts of being together on a secret mountain side; a small shack; iron stove with heating kindling; no need for castles and flags; to be caressed and solemnly touched by thy warmth; I saw thy eyes and saw my hope inside…"
"Stole me and my flowers only to bring me to the fields of jasmines; leave me not as thee is my fertile earth; I simply want to grow in."