(lost; ben/kate; juliet/sawyer; 123
warning: English; G - anything is only your imagination)
it's raining outside::..::
Stop. Rewind.
Her hair isn’t blond. She’s not the one he ever wanted. He’s cold. It’s raining outside. Her hands burn him with cold.
Stop. Rewind.
Her hands are burning cold. His shirt is wet. Her collarbones are sharp, her lips are soft.
Stop. Rewind.
Her eyes are closed. She’s searching blindly for the warmth. He’s letting burn him with her cold hands.
Stop. Rewind.
::..::
Forward. Play.
His hair is blond. He’s the one she always wanted. His hands are so damn hot, his skin is wet. It's raining outside. She’s slowly melting down.
Forward. Play.
Her eyes are cold. Her skin is soft, his fingers are rough. Her breath is warm.
Forward. Play.
Her eyes are wildly open. She’s letting his grin to drive her crazy.
Forward. Play.
::..::