The Randomness of Life Chapter 18~ for A Little Drabble Do Ya

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Prompted by: Far Within Us #3 ~Vasko Popa
  

My naked words shiver

 The Russian was a private man, unlike his partner; he kept his liaisons to himself.
 
 He kissed his bedmate, not wanting to speak and letting his lips be his words.

Keeping his thoughts from escaping, naked and exposing his soul to her.

She could have his body, but not that.

The air is impassable

 Outside the air was heavy and impassable, yet inside as they lay together in bed,
 it grew hotter as their sweating bodies became intertwined.

 Not once did he lose himself in her embrace.

 Their lovemaking was over, and Illya dressed himself; skulking off like a thief in
 the night.