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Post by Nikki on Oct 28, 2006 13:10:20 GMT
"Not a chance." I can't bear the idea of that. And I hear the thought. . .She'll think she can change me, like the rest of them did. Finally, something useful and painless to hear. Well, painless in my case. I decide not to tell him I've heard this, storing it away in the back of my mind for a time when I would need it. I turn away from him, a sly smile on my face.
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Post by Jacky on Oct 28, 2006 13:15:46 GMT
I take a step closer to her. Now that her back is turned to me I put a hand on her shoulder, gently, standing right behind her. "Don't say I didn't warn you." I tell her softly, my lips near her ear. I'm serious about this.
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Post by Nikki on Oct 28, 2006 13:20:24 GMT
My smile fades, and now I have to say it. I don't turn around. "I won't try to change you," I say, barely in a whisper, but I know he care hear it since he's just above my shoulder.
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Post by Jacky on Oct 28, 2006 13:29:13 GMT
"Of course you will." I contradict her. "I'm a pirate, luv. Devoted to the seas. You'll start hating her sooner or later." I tell her what I experienced plenty of times before.
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Post by Nikki on Oct 28, 2006 13:33:21 GMT
"You've told me so many times that one should never be scared of what they are. Now, if I'm just like Cassandra, would I be so terrified of her? Because that would mean I was scared of myself, which. . .doesn't make sense, in the longrun. Give it a chance. You may find differently."
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Post by Jacky on Oct 28, 2006 13:41:51 GMT
"..." It's difficult to argue when people use your own arguments against yourself. Eventually I shake my head, smirking. She's a good listener. That much I can tell.
"Fair enough." I agree at last. "But you be warned." I turn her around by taking a hold of her hand, and I make her face me.
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Post by Nikki on Oct 28, 2006 13:52:25 GMT
The idea of him warming up to my "gift" a little makes me chuckle slightly. "Oh, you're really something." Little does he know the reason I'm so attached is that I've never seen anything like him. To try to change him would be ruining my own dreams. I remember how I'd relished the idea of him looking at the sea and how that was my favorite expression on his face.
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Post by Jacky on Oct 28, 2006 14:00:05 GMT
"Likewise, luv. Very likewise." I look down to her face and smirk a little. I actually feel better now that we 'worked this out'. Cassandra might still be a problem, but not considering Rae. And moreover, we finally made it clear what's going on. Which is pretty darn helpful as far as I'm concerned.
I stroke a lock of her hair out of her face that's fallen in front of her eyes, and I grin slightly. A scallywag can only remain a gentlemen for so long. I lean in, and kiss her lips. Half to see whether she'd let me. More because I just bloody well want to. Not all treasure's silver and gold.
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Post by Nikki on Oct 28, 2006 14:05:24 GMT
It actually takes me a moment to register what's happening. This wasn't what I'd actually imagined. I'd imagined a kiss about chocolate, when you haven't eaten chocolate in a year. A kiss about the ocean and the sky and the swollen sea spilling like tears all over your legs.
And it wasn't. It was even better.
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Post by Jacky on Oct 28, 2006 14:13:14 GMT
As my lips are on hers, my arms around her and her body so close to mine, I for once realize how badly I've been wanting to kiss her. I didn't quite admit it to myself any earlier, but the taste of her lips manages to make me feel dizzy with craving for more. It is then that I know it'd be a good time to break apart. So when I eventually pull back, I give her a satisfied, goldtoothed grin.
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