tiptoe39

ok, this one is kinda funky... it makes sense to me but it might not to you.

"They may never forgive us," he said, running a hand down her arm.

"They probably never will," she whispered. Her eyes were like blazing ice in the candlelight. "For what we've done."

"For what we're about to do." He muttered the phrase into the black lace of her bra, nipping at the flesh.

She shivered as his hands played at the clasp. Her voice was a plea. "Maybe someday they'll understand that we did it all for their sake."

"To save the world," he whispered, cupping her face in his hands.

Their eyes met and for just an instant she was frightened.

"Make me forget," she begged.

"Forgive me," he answered.

Oblivion and redemption. They sought them in each other's bodies. And in the morning, they went their separate ways. To perform their terrible tasks.