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Post by Skittery on Nov 19, 2011 17:17:42 GMT -5
He blushed majorly, finding himself unable to look in her eyes. He silently reached for his shirt, putting it back on for the drive over to The Point.
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Post by Script on Nov 19, 2011 17:22:28 GMT -5
She smiled and crawled into the front seat, glancing over at him. "You're embarrassed..?"
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Post by Skittery on Nov 19, 2011 17:26:21 GMT -5
"Well, yeah.." he murmured, starting the car and backing out of the parking lot. "It's not everyday a beautiful girl tells you she's fantasizes about you..."
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Post by Script on Nov 19, 2011 17:33:58 GMT -5
She angled herself towards him,admiring his profile as he drove. "You think I'm beautiful?"
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Post by Skittery on Nov 19, 2011 17:36:48 GMT -5
He almost laughed, and he let out an amused scoff. "Come on, Mags... Don't tell me you don't know you're gorgeous..."
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Post by Script on Nov 19, 2011 17:48:53 GMT -5
It was her turn to blush. "Well, I mean...I know I'm not totally unfotunate looking..."
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Post by Skittery on Nov 19, 2011 18:18:45 GMT -5
He did laugh at that, shaking his head in disbelief. "You're beautiful, Mags. Trust me."
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Post by Script on Nov 19, 2011 18:46:28 GMT -5
She smiled, itching to kiss him again, but she waited until they parked before she leaned over and caught his lips in his.
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Post by Skittery on Nov 19, 2011 19:09:18 GMT -5
He kissed her back, because he desperately wanted to. But he pulled away, furrowing his brow as he looked at her. "Are you sure about this? I mean, in the backseat of my car?"
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Post by Script on Nov 19, 2011 19:20:34 GMT -5
She smiled at him, kissing him lightly. "Mike, I know this isn't exactly ideal, but...I want you..."
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Post by Skittery on Nov 19, 2011 19:56:00 GMT -5
"I want you, too," he said quickly, not wanting her to think he was trying to put it off. "I just want it to be special..." He leaned in and kissed her tenderly, bringing his hand up to caress her cheek.
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Post by Script on Nov 19, 2011 20:07:27 GMT -5
She kissed him back, her heart melting. "But...we only have the summer..." She wanted to spend as much time with him, like this, as she could.
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Post by Skittery on Nov 19, 2011 20:45:31 GMT -5
That much was true. They were both young, and they shouldn't worry about what would happen in the future. They needed to live in the moment. He deepened the kiss, his desire for her growing by the second.
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Post by Script on Nov 19, 2011 21:19:11 GMT -5
She kissed him, then pulled away. She leaned back, pulling the tab to lay the back seat down, then crawled back onto it.
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Post by Skittery on Nov 19, 2011 21:23:17 GMT -5
He followed her, pausing to take off his shirt again. But then he remembered. He fished his wallet out of his pocket and opened it, heart beating. "Oh, thank god," he muttered, letting out a small sigh of relief when he opened the tiny hidden pocket to find one condom in there.
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