I smiled at you.
It’s always my first reaction.
In response, you rushed at me, pushing me back; clawing at my shirt; tearing it open; scratching.
Like the world does.
Your urgent kiss pushed me against the wall. Your tongue invaded my mouth.
Internally gasping, I responded; weak; powerless; shocked and excited.
Taken by surprise as usual.
Innocence overwhelmed by passion.
I kissed you back, pushing my excited body to yours. You felt my response and gasped at my desire.
I tore off your dress and threw you to the bed. My own clothes seemed to disappear in a whirl of motion and I was naked on you.
Biting my shoulder, neck, nipples, you pulled me down. Our eyes flashed as I entered you.
In minutes it was over.
You lay gasping and shocked; shocked at the intensity; shocked at the rapid response; shocked at what lies behind my smile.
Like the world is.
You should have just smiled back.
But the damage is done.
For I am Scorpio.