DMH
An Easy Escape
Why we go out after finalsA liquid savior shakes her body loose, hair flipping over to swat and stick in the sweat of bodies closing in. He swallows her breath and blows it round the dance floor with a slide and a shuffle and a smooth-talking style. Latched on, moving together, ignoring sweat that cascades down taut biceps and across an elegant collarbone. She stopped feeling her feet an hour ago. A minty tease escaping from his exhausted lungs to lure her in closer.DMH2 min read