The Quake
Two Lovers, Grinding in the Night
Two bodies, pressed together in a violent stillness. Skin to skin, force meeting force. They are wrapped in a passionate embrace. Without movement, but not without force. A motionless dance, building energy and desire. They both yearn for release, but neither will submit. And slowly the stalemate breaks as merciful tremors shake both. Flesh slides, only for a moment, ever so slightly. The effect breaks both, moaning as th...