she moaned and shook on the bed of flames, lost in orgasmic shudders in the overwhelming heat, her flicking fingers fanning the fires of her ultimate desires

in full fire retardant suit i watch and wish I could fall into the fire myself

but this is hers, the blue flames flowing in waves off of her fevered fingers, grinding and screaming flashes of warmth that threaten to make the ceiling flare up

i stand ready, enthralled and covered in a sheen of sweat, holding the fire extinguisher at attention, hand slowly working the pin loose

watching her lost in her own frantic movements, ready to put it out or let it all go up in a blaze of wonder and lust

swaying dizzily in the suit, the hazy heat making vision unreliable, the colors muted by the mask, choosing to watch and let it go the way it wants to go

the flames lick their way across the exposed timbers of the ceiling, the determined march like army ants devouring all in it’s hunger to consume

the smell of the burning mattress fills my head, coils turn white from heat and she lets out a final triumphant scream as the ceiling begins to crumble above us

ignoring common sense i lay next to her, pull her in and hold her as the room smolders around us

the tendrils of fire smoldering to a haze of black smoke swirling around the charred blades of the ceiling fan, ash billowing onto our resting forms, a stray spark drifts lazily and lands on my finger tip like a lightning bug

she sighs in content and wiggles in closer to me, dreams of raging infernos as we drift to sleep

dreams of flames licking my cheek as she moans into my ear