Whispers in the Dark

In the dimly lit room, the only source of light came from the flickering candles scattered around. The shadows danced on the walls as the two figures moved in rhythm with each other.

On the bed lay a woman, her dark skin glistening in the candlelight. Her hair was a mess of curls, framing her face and cascading down her back. She closed her eyes, her breath hitching as she felt her partner's lips on her neck.