Eric's POV:
I couldn't shake the overwhelming desire that surged through him as he lay beside Hazel, as our bodies still intertwined from earlier passion. I always felt a magnetic pull toward her, a yearning that burned deep within me. My heart raced with the realization of how deeply I cared for her, not just physically but emotionally too.
I brushed a strand of hair from Hazel's face, marveling at the delicate features that had captivated me from the moment they met. Her presence filled him with a sense of completeness I hadn't known I was missing. I wanted more - I wanted a life with her.
Leaning closer, I pressed a tender kiss to her forehead, feeling her stir slightly under my touch. "Hazel," I said softly, my voice barely above a whisper. She stirred beside me, meeting my gaze with sleepy eyes filled with warmth and contentment.
"I want a life with you...fuck...I need a life with you....will you always be with me Hazel, to lose myself in you?"
Hazel's eyes widened slightly, a mixture of surprise and desire flickering in their depths. She bit her lip, a shy smile playing on her lips as she traced a finger lightly along his jawline.
"Eric," she whispered, her voice a soft caress that sent a shiver down his spine. "Are you sure?"
I nodded, unable to hide the intensity of his longing. "More sure than I've ever been about anything," I confessed, my hand gently cupping her cheek.
Without another word, Hazel leaned in, closing the distance between us with a hunger that matched our own. The kiss was fervent, a shared need that ignited a blaze of passion between us once more.
As we moved together, our bodies tangled in a dance of desire and connection, I marveled at the way Hazel responded to me, her soft moans and urgent touches fueling my own arousal. In that moment, nothing else mattered but the sensation of being with her, of losing myself in the depths of our shared intimacy.
As we finally lay spent, our bodies entwined and breaths mingling in the quiet of my dorm, I once again held Hazel close, savoring the peace and fulfillment that enveloped them. In my arms, I found home—a sanctuary where their love flourished, unguarded and undeniably real.
"I love you," I murmured against Hazel's hair, his heart overflowing with emotion.
Hazel smiled, her eyes sparkling with unshed tears of joy. "I love you too, Eric."
And in that perfect moment, I knew that I had found something rare and beautiful—a love that would only deepen with time again.
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The Time Weaver
RomanceHazel was in a dilemma, depression-whatever you want to call it. When she learned something devastating about her boyfriend, she didn't know how to endure the pain. That's when she decided to end her life, hoping for an afterlife. But her fate was n...
