#WritcoStoryPrompt1Series

#FPO

The sweet incense, that filled the room. The scent of romance clouded with doubts and danger.. His head was clearly up on the skies. Not knowing what's real or what's not. Has fallen deep within a trance...

But what's to worry when all is well? In fact it was his lower half that felt good. As she continues to move above, his eyes blurred by the mist between them. Yet he was sure the woman felt the same...

That's what he thought, before something large almost cut his head off, and instead flew into the wall beside them. A piece of wood, broken into several pieces. Like the door, that was no longer there, or his ears that rang inside like the afternoon bell.

But at least, this made him snap back into reality. A harsh reality and a naked one...

She was flawless, however if it wasn't for...