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Post by Jacky on Jun 17, 2007 16:09:43 GMT
When she steps closer I turn, facing her now. We're end up basically standing toe-to-toe, and as I look down into her eyes our gazes lock together in some kind of almost mystic connection. I don't look away from her eyes, not one second. I'm somehow trying to read her mind..
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Post by Hannah on Jun 17, 2007 16:12:03 GMT
Since my hand was on his back it is still on the same height when he turns around so now it rests on his chest. I swallow and quickly pull it away, as if I burned myself.
I keep looking back into his eyes though, not able to look away now. I never actually noticed how dark their colour is..
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Post by Jacky on Jun 17, 2007 16:14:18 GMT
"Scars don't matter." I tell her, taking a hold of her hand before she can fully draw it back. I run my thumb over her indexfinger, where there's a slight scratch.. a scar - also lighter than the rest of her skin. I noticed it ages ago. I don't even have to look to locate it now. "Everone has them." I finish.
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Post by Hannah on Jun 17, 2007 16:16:41 GMT
I bite on my lip but keep looking at his when his thumb runs over my indexfinger. I try to say something, but there is nothing that would make sense now, so I don't say anything.
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Post by Jacky on Jun 17, 2007 16:19:38 GMT
I let go of her hand again, slowly so it slides out of mine gracefully. I keep looking at her, not intending to turn away now. "Ana.." I say, not sure what to do with this moment. I don't finish my sentence though. I have nothing to say.
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Post by Hannah on Jun 17, 2007 16:22:12 GMT
I let my hand slowly sink next to my body and swallow. He is really close now and I am only wearing his shirt for now which makes the sÃtation somewhat more tense..
"Wha'?" I ask him, my voice being hoarser than normal. I feel like touching him again, now he is this close.. just needa.. raise my hand and touch hsi chest now..
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Post by Jacky on Jun 17, 2007 19:21:49 GMT
For cryin' out loud, mate. I try and pull myself together. The girl's fifteen, lives by herself, she doesn't need ye to make trouble any worse! This is a no-go. I can't really take a step back though. There's more than just my sheer lust keeping me from doing that.
I raise my hand, letting my fingers slide from her neck, inbetween her shoulderblades, to the small of her back slowly as I keep my gaze on her eyes.
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Post by Hannah on Jun 17, 2007 19:24:35 GMT
I shiver when his hand runs down my neck and swallow. Nice... what the heck is going on? I keep looking at him and find myself standing so close to him, that I have to tild my head back a bit to be able to look into his eyes.
I lick my lips slowly since they have turn to be all dry within these few minutes.
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Post by Jacky on Jun 17, 2007 19:35:48 GMT
The hand that ran down her back now lies on her waist, the arm linked around her to keep her body close to mine. She feels cold, but at the same time heat is radiating between the two of us. The other hand goes up to her hair and I stroke it slightly as I look back to her eyes.
Seriously, Jack.
It takes all the friggin' discipline in the world to say what I'm about to say; "...Maybe we should go t' sleep." My voice sounds more hoarse than ever.
Outside the rain has evolved into a raging thunderstorm, and at that point lightening strikes, setting the room in an eerie light for a split second.
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Post by Hannah on Jun 17, 2007 19:43:35 GMT
I swallow hard, still looking into his eyes. I don't really feel like sleeping anymore now and I am absolutly 100% aware of his hand on my waist.
I bring my face a little bit closer to his, tiptoeing a bit.
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