Visions of you (open)

[Nate]

He felt a jolt run through him when he felt Trixie's lips brush ever so lightly against his. He had almost forgotten how incredible of a sensation that was!

His hands slowly found their way up the sides of her face and into her hair, his fingers twisting loosely around small sections of her blonde hair.

His lips tingled with anticipation, anxious to find out what her next move would be.

(( I need to get to sleep. I'm a tired ginger, lol. I'm off tomorrow though, so I'll be around like all day! <3 ILU!))

[Trixie]

((Sweet, me too! Night!))

She touched her nose against his, her lips ghosting over his, until finally she leaned just a fraction forward, kissing him slowly, molding her lips against his.

[Nate]

For a brief moment, Nate had almost forgotten what it was he was supposed to do in this situation -- almost. After the initial shock had worn off, he found himself pressing his lips back against hers, lightly at first, but with growing confidence.

[Trixie]

She kissed him slowly, taking her time. Her hands pressed against his chest gently, and she slid just a little closer to him on the floor.

[Nate]

Nate's arm slipped slowly around Trixie's waist as he kiss continued. His hand came to rest in the middle of her back, his palm lightly pressing against the fabric of her shirt. He could feel his heart beating rapidly in his chest and he hoped that Trixie wasn't about to notice it, too.

He couldn't help but start to feel at least a little bit guilty for kissing her as he caught her lower lip in between his. She was right, though. He had to stop beating himself up for living. He pushed back those feelings of guilt and continued to kiss her, his hand slowly inching its way up her back.

[Trixie]

She made a little humming noise in the back of her throat, leaning into his touch. Her hands slid up his chest before she looped her arms around his neck, her fingers playing with his hair idly.

[Nate]

Chills raced down Nate's spine when he felt Trixie's fingers work their way through his hair. He could almost feel a soft groan start to form in the back of his throat. Gently, he broke the kiss before lightly kissing the corner of her mouth.

[Trixie]

She kissed his jaw, not moving away from him. "You okay, Nate?"

[Nate]

"Yeah," he whispered, a shy smile on his face. "You're probably going to laugh, but I don't think I've felt this okay in almost two years."

[Trixie]

She smiled up at him, then kissed him again. "Well, I'm glad I could come in useful, Nate." She brushed her fingers over the back of his neck, rubbing gently.

[Nate]

A quiet groan slipped out from in between his lips, his hand pressing more firmly against her back. "I... I'm sure you're useful for other things," he replied quickly, taking in a breath.

[Trixie]

"Mhm. But right now, it's this. 'Cause this is what you need, Nate." She moved her mouth along his jawline, nibbling on his skin as she kissed down to his neck.

[Nate]

His eyes closed slowly and his head tilted to the side. "This is, isn't it?" He asked quietly, his voice low as he tried to remain calm. His free hand came to rest on her hip, his fingertips lightly tracing the shape of her frame.

[Trixie]

Her lips attached gently to his neck, her tongue darting out to taste his skin. "Mhm. Trust me on this one, Nate."

[Nate]

What, exactly, was he supposed to trust her on? He thought about her remark and sighed softly. "What am I trusting?" he asked, unable to hold back his curiosity any longer.