Forgetting You

Chapter Three

His eyes grew widened, as he saw her getting close. It wasn't until the moment that he felt her hand along a snack that he realized this was real. The feeling of her lips against his, made every hair on his body stand.

The mistakes of a motions will cause more harm in the end. He knew this but didn't care. Slowly but surely, he managed to close the size embraced himself in the kiss. Carefully he placed a hand on her back pulling her slightly closer to show her that this was real.

The thoughts running through his head became wild and untamed, knowing what was going on was wrong but not caring. Something he never imagined would happen, and never could imagine how it felt.

Hoping the kiss wouldn't end you let a small smile shine through. Feeling is heart race the same as hers.

*Emotions

as Mari was about to back out, removing herself from him, he pulled her in closer and kisses her. Of course, she returned it, putting both her hands on both sides of his cheeks.

Her heart running a marathon in circles as if it were to never end, butterflies, and bubbles appeared inside her stomach, so many feelings were being tossed everywhere in her head, like why's, and nos, or what if's.

But honestly, nothing mattered right now, she just allowed his moment to live out, her heart desired for him, slowly, and slowly becoming addicted to his touch, and taste of his lips.

She tilted her head to the side, keeping the kiss intact, not wanting for this to end, she felt something inside her starve for more touch, desired to have him all to herself, these thoughts and feelings were nothing pure that's for sure

Feeling a rush of energy through this body, he knew that everything leading up to this felt right but the moment wasn't.

Slowly he began to break the kiss, regretting it with every moment. The only thing that moved away was his lips, but not his body.

"Princess, I wish we could do this more often" he whispered softly, feeling her breaths upon his. His mind raced with thoughts as the breeze of Paris's began to pick up more.

"We shouldn't" he spoke once more, but this time it was different. Not anyone of regret but a tone of guilt. Although he wanted more and more and his body showed it, he knew his morals.

Marinette body drove itself closer to him, feeling special, like someone cherished her, she felt amazing being with him, but, when his lips pulled away from hers.

Saying that he wished he could do this more with her, even called him princess, she smiled softly, hearing those words, before it started to fade, looking down, and slowly pushed away from him, no longer in his warm arms, feeling so cold now. She hated it.

"Y- your right, I um, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have, I let my feelings get the better of me."

she cleared her throat, rubbing the back if her neck in regret, feeling as if she messed up another moment, her thoughts started to crawl up her back like a nightmare would when it would bug you the entire day.

"I-it was a mistake, I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to, "

The girl apologized, before she held her own arm for mental support, and left her balcony.

Watching as she left the male alone outside, he sighed. The only thing now to keep him company was the cold wind of the night. Left alone with only his thoughts.

I wish things were different. I wish I could just continue and see where the road leaves me but how can I. What kind of person would I be.

While in the mist of his thoughts a faint scream could be heard, causing his head to perk up looking around quickly. As his eyes looked around for a victim, he saw an Akuma.