nightshade

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I swear i'm dying.  There is no way possible that my heart was beating this fast without it flying through my chest.  His lips moved slow and carefully over mine, coaxing my mouth open so that he could slide his tongue in.  My hands were gripping his hair when he picked me up and laid my down on the bed.  His mouth detached form mine and i shuddered from the heated, dark gaze that had my attention.  "You are so soft, so lovely, an angel couldn't hold a flame to the beauty that you have."  A shocked gasp escaped my lips, that was the sweetest thing i have ever heard.

 "Wow! Spike, you never fail to take my breath away."  Laughing he grips my hips, then slams his mouth on mine, we were no longer laughing, but sharing something important.  Something that was changing us, hopefully for the better.

We sprung apart when the sounds of my mothers footsteps coming down the hall scared the hell out of both of us.  He looked smug and my face was steaming red, my door opens and my mother walks in the room.  "Hey guys dinner is ready.  She frowns then turns to look at us both,"you guys okay?"   We both shake our heads yes and stand up to follow her down stairs, i think she knows somethings up, but i'll fix that.  It's not like it matters anyway, as long as i'm honest and i'm not being stupid she wouldn't flip, have i said how much i really love my mom.

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