Imagery written for Mazzy by Lissie and Prebuffy @ the BPB - Apr 03, 2002, 6:09 PM
 
Lissie
The hours of the night began to tick away as the two people talked. Glancing at her watch, the girl smiled and said "Well, I got to go. Great talking to you Oz." "Well, then lets not stop now. Let me walk you home." She graciously accepted and took his hand. Following him to the open door, she walks out into the dark alleyway. Rounding the corner, the bright moonlight hits them. Suddenly, Oz tenses up. "What's wrong?" she asks, concerned. "Nothing." he says nervously. "C'mon Oz man," he thinks "You can control this. You were able to do this before. Just concentrate." Yeah, seemed easy enough, but everytime he looked at the vision beside him, his thoughts got sidetracked. Feeling his wolf, he grabs her and ducks into the shadows, avoiding the moonlight. Sensing his panic, she laid a comforting hand on his shoulder. He looks up at her, relief in his eyes. "Thanks." he says, his smile flashing at her. "No problem. Mind telling me what you are worried about?" He tensed up again. "It's a long story, let's just avoid the moon." She looked at him strangely, but a expression of understanding come over her features. "Oh, you are a werewolf." she said. "Huh? How'd you know?" She smirked back. "Honey, when you've been in this town for your whole life, you get to learn these things." Smiling back at her, he took her out from under the shadows. They began to walk down the alley, hand in hand.

Prebuffy
At the end of the alley, the moon shows its round visage once again. He immediately stiffened. She turned him away from the moon to face her. "Look at me," she said. "Just look at me. If you feel like you're losing control, look at me." He pulled her close to him, sighing. "It's you that makes me lose control," he said. He stared into her eyed. "But, suddenly, I don't care." He puller her closer and leaned in. Her breath intook, sharply. She didn't know if she was really ready for this. What do you do when all your dreams are coming true? You just listen to your heart, she decided. She closed the space between them and placed her mouth on his. The kiss that started out swet and gentle quickly turned voracious. She felt like her breath was being sucxked out of her, but she didn't need it. When they broke, she stood frozen for a moment. He smiled at her. "I know what you mean," he said, grinning. He released her from his hold and truned to face the moon. He stuck his tongue out at the glowing white orb. "You're not all that bad," he said. "I've had better." He took a deep breath, firmly clasped her hand and led her towards the street. He readdressed the moon. "I walk freely in your world," he taunted, smiling. She smiled at him and they continued their walk, free from the oppression of the night's wildest foe.

Lissie
Walking on the streets, the couple couldn't keep their hands off eachother. Too fast, they came upon the girls home. Oz leaned over. His hot breath bounced on her cheek. "Thanks for a fantastic night." Instead of replying, she took his face and pulled it toward her. A mind-blowing kiss was in the making. All he could think of was her lips on his, the smoothness of her hands, the scent of her hair, the sound of her voice. All the emotions came rushing up to that kiss, which he responded with lustfully. She wanted him so badly, it hurt. The kiss only added to her pain, but she pulled him closer to her. All her emotions were churning inside of her, not knowing which to express. She playfully touched the back of his neck. He could feel her. Her heart beating, the curve of her stomach against his, and her hands, touchly so softly against his neck. He was beginning to lose control. She could feel it. Once smooth hands felt hairy and rough on her sides. His kiss was no longer smooth. Thinking quickly, she broke the kiss and pulled him into her house. He quickly reverted to his former state, and looked up at her, breathless. Smiling she said "I think we should keep you away from the moon for the rest of the night." He looked at her quizzically. "But how? I have to go outside to go home." "Well, I guess you can't go home now can you?" she replied, in mock sorrow. Batting her lashes gingerly, she grabbed his hand and led him upstairs toward her bedroom.

Prebuffy
Up in her room, the window was wide open, moonlight intruding into the calm of her bedroom. Before he could stop himself, he changed and all of his clothes ripped off and fell to the floor. She stared at him, mouth agape. What a magnificient beast, she thought. Then, she ran to the widow and closed the drapes. He promptly reverted back to himself - minus clothing. She looked at him, smiling coyly. "Well, that saved me some work," she said. "So, let me save you some." As he looked on, slightly embarrassed, she slowly removed one piece of clothing at a time, painstakingly taking her sweet time, teasing his desire. When they were both derobed, they stood in the dark, bathed in their separate splendor. He strode over to her and she felt hot skin in hot skin. She gasped and fell on the bed. He covered her body with his and began to touch her in places only an animal could sense the heat in. She moaned. "Time to meet the beast with two backs," he whispered. She giggled, delighted he could make her feel so comfortable. "Tell him I've got a scooby snack for him," she replied.....