she keeps on waiting for it to feel wrong
or become too overwhelming
she expects repugnance or some sort of apprehension to rise up inside of her
it doesn't
and then, he bites down gently on her bottom lip
it's a good sort of pain
and another whimper makes itself known
his tongue is doing incredible things with hers and she's not sure how she knows how to do any of this
the same carnal instinct finds root in her hands, and her finger make their way into his hair
it's soft, like dandelion fluff
and a sound not unlike a purr rises in the back of his throat
she decides that she likes making out with isaac
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into the woods (on hold)
Short Story*on hold until further notice* she took off her shoes and walked into the woods she felt lost and found with every step she took and she explored things she never would have dared to before
