Across the floor, he spotted her nude form. Her body glowed in the wash of crimson light, a beacon in the darkened room, beckoning his approach. She said nothing as he neared, nor as he wrapped his arm around her belly. They now bask in one another, their bodies radiating in the cold emptiness of the room. As their temperatures rise, her sex melts over him and they become one, fused like molten steel in their ardent fuck. Their skin bleeds together as they rock back and forth in the glow. United, forged in passion, they stand apart from the world, a single flame in the darkness.
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Your challenge for this Friday, 8-13-10, is to use the photo above to write a flash fiction of 80-120 words. Since everyone seems to be enjoying the required phrases, please use this phrase in your submission: "...her body glowed in the wash of crimson light..."Image courtesy of Carter Vaughn, via Erotic Flash Fiction.