• Rochelle Arucan

Hungry Eyes



The staring had such a primal intent to it. You would've thought she was standing in the nude with how wide and awake he looked over at her. Even I couldn't help but feel threatened had the woman been me and I her. And yet- I desired this. This primal wanting, to be dinner unknowingly except to the world paying attention. I knew in the way I do now, watching him watching her, that I craved for this kind of blatant hungry stalking. He would, of course, keep his distance, and she would be left alone to continue on. Perhaps he knew he could not proposition anything of interest to her, so why bother? It must be enough for him to just watch with hungry eyes.

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