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Post by Moonshine on Nov 7, 2011 23:04:46 GMT -5
"And I love all those things about ya, Rosie. I love yer body, I love yer hair and I love yer humor. I love you!"
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Post by Rose on Nov 8, 2011 8:47:51 GMT -5
"But don't you understand how hard that is for me to believe? I've been told practically my whole life, sometimes directly, sometimes indirectly, that I don't matter. That I'm not important. That I'm not good enough to be loved. I grew up believing that. I can't just change that mindset because one guy, albeit a really good-looking guy, tells me otherwise. I need time, I think." She stepped closer to him, taking his hands in hers. "I want to love you, and I want to let you love me. In every sense of the word. It's just...tough."
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Post by Moonshine on Nov 8, 2011 10:11:05 GMT -5
When she took his hands, he brought them to his lips, kissing her fingers. He understood, a little. It angered and frustrated him that she was so insecure, that she was insecure because people had used and hurt her.
"I'm sorry if ya think I'm bein' pushy, Rose. I don't mean to."
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Post by Rose on Nov 8, 2011 11:06:25 GMT -5
"I don't think you're being pushy. Most of the time," she smirked up at him briefly. "But maybe I need to be pushed a little."
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Post by Moonshine on Nov 8, 2011 11:17:10 GMT -5
He kissed her fingers, nibbling on the tips, eyes on her face. "I don't wanna make you sad or uncomfortable, baby. I love you."
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Post by Rose on Nov 8, 2011 11:24:42 GMT -5
"Will you stop worrying about making me upset? I'm a big girl. I may be insecure as hell, but I'm not a sensitive, delicate little flower. I can handle you, Whiskey," she said, stepping up to him even more and touching her nose to his.
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Post by Moonshine on Nov 8, 2011 11:27:02 GMT -5
He had to grin at that. "Now, see, there's the Rosie that makes my insides twist up real good." He brought his lips down to kiss her.
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Post by Rose on Nov 8, 2011 11:33:48 GMT -5
Since they were still holding hands, Rose brought Whiskey's hands around to her back, his arms circling her. She then slid her own arms up around his neck, kissing him again, smiling against his lips.
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Post by Moonshine on Nov 8, 2011 11:34:33 GMT -5
He held her close, gently. His hands rubbed the small of her back as he deepened the kiss.
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Post by Rose on Nov 8, 2011 11:41:36 GMT -5
She opened her mouth, touching her tongue to his and letting out a very small moan. She knew how he claimed to feel; he said he loved her. She didn't know really what love was, so she couldn't return his sentiment, but she did know that she liked him. She liked being around him, she liked kissing him, she liked the way he made her feel when he was holding her. And if he ever left her, she knew in her gut that she would be too upset for words.
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Post by Moonshine on Nov 8, 2011 11:45:50 GMT -5
His insides tightened at the little noise she made and he scooped her up into his arms. He kissed her as he carried her back to the blanket, laying her down gently and leaning over her.
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Post by Rose on Nov 8, 2011 11:49:58 GMT -5
Rose ran one hand along the buttons of his shirt, the other resting on his arm. She was feeling a tiny bit panicked, but she took a couple deep breaths. She was okay. If Tyler was telling the truth - which she forced herself to believe he was - then he didn't want to hurt her. He wasn't going to use her then leave her. And if he did, he knew she would come find him and kill him.
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Post by Moonshine on Nov 8, 2011 11:51:49 GMT -5
((Ha!))
Tyler wasn't using her, and whether what he was feeling was love or not, the feelings were strong. He kissed along her jawline, hand rubbing her hip gently as he slid on leg between hers, leaning closer against her.
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Post by Rose on Nov 8, 2011 11:57:11 GMT -5
She bit her lip, arching her neck and back to press her body against his. He was so strong, and he was kind of crushing her, but she didn't mind. It felt really good, actually. Not like how it had felt back then... Her father had actually crushed her, forcing her down. Tyler wasn't doing that.
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Post by Moonshine on Nov 8, 2011 12:00:42 GMT -5
He moved his hands and lips gently, not wanting to rush her or scare her. He kissed down her neck, nuzzling her and murmuring her name softly.
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