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Post by Skittery on Nov 12, 2011 14:29:12 GMT -5
He kissed her back, cradling her cheek as he sucked and nibbled on her bottom lip.
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Post by Script on Nov 12, 2011 14:32:48 GMT -5
She stood close to him, pressing her body against his as she kissed him. She touched her tongue to his, fingers massaging the back of his neck.
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Post by Skittery on Nov 12, 2011 14:37:27 GMT -5
As much as he knew he should stop -- because kissing her like this could only put him more in danger of liking her as more than a friend -- he welcomed and returned her kiss with equal measure. He slid an arm around her waist, fingers grasping at the small of her back.
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Post by Script on Nov 12, 2011 14:41:30 GMT -5
She led him back to the couch, not breaking the kiss as she pushed him down to sit and immediately straddled his lap. She knew he was about to protest, so she brushed her lips across his neck, murmuring. "Please don't make me stop, Skitts...not yet..."
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Post by Skittery on Nov 12, 2011 14:52:56 GMT -5
He gulped. "Okay," he whispered. He licked his lips as he set his hands on her waist, holding her loosely. ((sorry I'm currently icing cupcakes for church tomorrow. I'm sure you can appreciate that!  )) |
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Post by Script on Nov 12, 2011 14:55:44 GMT -5
((Haha, no problem! I'm about to go take a quick shower anyway))
She kissed her way back to his lips, nipping at his bottom lip and murmuring. "You're amazing, you know that?"
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Post by Skittery on Nov 12, 2011 15:07:56 GMT -5
He blushed, chuckling softly into her mouth. "How so?"
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Post by Script on Nov 12, 2011 15:19:58 GMT -5
She kissed him a minute before answering. "You make me feel better...not so...empty..."
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Post by Skittery on Nov 12, 2011 15:25:56 GMT -5
He moved his hands to frame her face gently, thumbs caressing her cheek. He kissed her tenderly, wanting to let her know he was there for her if ever she needed him.
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Post by Script on Nov 12, 2011 15:28:08 GMT -5
She felt herself sigh as he kissed her, and she shifted against his lap, desperately wanting to be closer to him.
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Post by Skittery on Nov 12, 2011 15:30:52 GMT -5
He groaned, almost frustratingly, but kept his lips on hers. He moved one hand to tangle in her hair, wrapping a curl around his finger and tugging at it gently. He wondered in the back of his mind why a girl's hair was always so soft.
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Post by Script on Nov 12, 2011 15:33:40 GMT -5
She let out a little moan, liking the way it felt when he tugged at her hair. She kissed him deeply, itching to touch his skin. Her fingers carefully moved to the front of his shirt, unbuttoning it slowly so she could touch the warm skin of his chest.
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Post by Skittery on Nov 12, 2011 15:38:14 GMT -5
Okay, he could allow this. Her fingers sent chills up and down his spine, and he quite liked it. As long as she didn't take off his shirt.
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Post by Script on Nov 12, 2011 15:44:51 GMT -5
The next thing she did, of course, was take off his shirt. Her mouth moved down the line of his neck to attach at his shoulder, nipping at his skin, her fingers massaging the muscles of his abdomen.
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Post by Skittery on Nov 12, 2011 15:46:53 GMT -5
Okay, this was still fine. He let his head fall back against the couch as she kissed and touched him. As long as she didn't start unbuckling his belt.
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