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Post by Script on Nov 14, 2011 12:42:10 GMT -5
"Uh huh..." She kissed him some more, hands in his hair, wanting him to kiss her deeper and not pull away.
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Post by Skittery on Nov 14, 2011 12:47:26 GMT -5
He rested his hands on the small of her back, pulling her closer to him and deepening the kiss. She tasted even better than the brownies.
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Post by Script on Nov 14, 2011 12:52:42 GMT -5
She opened her mouth to him, changing the angle to deepen it, purring into the kiss.
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Post by Skittery on Nov 14, 2011 12:54:53 GMT -5
His heart started racing and he felt his insides twist just a little bit at her noise. He pulled away, but only enough to press his forehead against hers. He'd wanted to do this for a while now, but only now did he feel it was right.
"I wanna take you out."
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Post by Script on Nov 14, 2011 12:56:00 GMT -5
She blinked. "Out? Skitts, we go out all the time..." She licked her lips, tasting him on them.
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Post by Skittery on Nov 14, 2011 12:58:42 GMT -5
"Like out out. On...on a date." He gulped, closing his eyes and he nudged his nose against hers.
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Post by Script on Nov 14, 2011 13:05:31 GMT -5
She froze, blinking up at him, then practically melted against him, kissing his lips again. "Okay..."
This was bad. She knew he was falling for her, knew he didn't just see her as a friend, they way they had promised.
But she was lonely and she liked him, and he made her feel better. Maybe he was what she needed.
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Post by Skittery on Nov 14, 2011 13:11:54 GMT -5
"No pressure or anything, I mean, it doesn't have to mean anything if you don't want it to... Please, just be honest with me." He could take her rejection, he knew. He would just admire her from afar and be her friend is that was what she needed. He'd do anything.
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Post by Script on Nov 14, 2011 13:15:32 GMT -5
She framed his face in her hands, meeting his eyes, kissing him lightly. "I want to Skitts. I want you to take me out..."
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Post by Skittery on Nov 14, 2011 13:18:17 GMT -5
A half-smiled appeared on his lips as he searched her eyes. "Okay. How -- how about tomorrow night? Since it's Friday and all..."
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Post by Script on Nov 14, 2011 13:24:42 GMT -5
She smiled, nodding. "Tomorrow sounds perfect." She touched his face again, kissing his chin.
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Post by Skittery on Nov 14, 2011 13:31:27 GMT -5
"Okay," he said, the half-smile growing to a full one. Then, the clock in the lobby struck twelve and he groaned. "Time for the afternoon edition..."
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Post by Script on Nov 14, 2011 13:34:30 GMT -5
She smiled, taking his hand. "Come on. The sooner we get it done, the sooner we get to find a dark corner to cuddle in."
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Post by Skittery on Nov 14, 2011 13:41:53 GMT -5
He raised his eyebrows, then a smirk creeped onto his lips. "I like the sound of that," he said with a sly wink.
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Post by Script on Nov 14, 2011 13:45:16 GMT -5
She blushed, but smiled back, kissing him. "Let's go and get this over with." She held his hand as they left the house and headed to the D.O., not caring who saw.
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