Post by "Rogue" Annie Amina Cross on Apr 8, 2010 6:47:33 GMT -5
She shivered, leaning into him, hands resting on his chest, enjoying the close feeling. His warmth under her fingertips, a small comfort that was almost overpowering, his scent so familiar, smell;ing like life and yet he was as dark as her. Embraced it in ways she wouldn't allow herself to. She pulled him close, letting his warmth come into her, letting herself get lost in the moment until he spoke; it was as if someone had poured cold water over her. She wanted to do this for him and had realized the feelings growing but the idea of anything coming from it was terrifying. Pulling away from him almost sharply, chastising herself for letting her guard down. This was not a good idea, not in the least. Fuck me and these stupid delusions...
"I shall see you later."
The voices in her head were having a field day about the whole situation.
"I shall see you later."
The voices in her head were having a field day about the whole situation.
