Not Just Acting (Negovanman)

Chapter 20

This is my favorite chapter so far :)

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Natasha just smiles at what I say. She must know that I was, in fact, talking about her. I'm glad I don't have to explain what I really mean, only to end up rambling and embarrassing myself, which I do quite a lot. Thankfully, she gets me.

Her eyes flicker to my lips as she adds, "Very beautiful."

Suddenly, the space between us diminishes. It happens rather fast too until her lips are lined up with mine. Her hot breath hits my upper lip, sending a shiver down my body. She doesn't take that extra move yet and the anticipation is killing me. My heart beats faster with every passing second, and I'm sure that will add on to the list of things that will kill me; another thing on that list would be her eyes. I've been waiting for this moment to happen again for longer than I would like to admit, but she is literally just standing there-

Natasha cups the back of my neck with her hand and presses her gently lips onto mine. Electricity buzzes throughout my entire body from her soft lips moving perfectly with mine, the kiss already taking a turn for the passionate side. As she keeps our lips glued together with her hand on the back of my neck, I snake my arm around her waist to pull her body against mine. Her body jumps from the abrupt action but it only makes her relax into the kiss more. To add to relaxing her, I let my thumbs stroke the soft material of her sweatshirt.

I've always dreamed of the exemplary setting with the flawless girl. It would end in a kiss, the best, because it was the most appropriate time in the world. Everything about it was... perfect. What is happening now makes my dreams come true. I have the setting: a childhood escape that she used to love and the wonderful view out to my right of the moonlit lake. I have the girl: Natasha. From her incredibly beautiful features down to her core. Ever fiber of her being is the best thing about her. There is not a bad bone in her body. There is not a flaw on her that I don't find flawless. She is everything I've dreamed of. I believe if I looked into the Mirror of Erised, I would see this very moment.

I notice how heated the kiss has become when I find myself pushing her backward until she hits the wall of the tree house. It isn't a rough push, but I also can't see where I am doing so she may have hit it a little hard. She doesn't seem bothered by it though, whether it was a little rough or not, and continues kissing me as if her life depends on it. I appreciate her dedication to this whole make-out session. That makes me smile as I move my body closer to hers until I feel the bones of her hips touch mine.

"Why are you smiling?" Natasha asks against my lips.

"Why not?" I figure that's a good enough explanation and continue kissing her. I feel slightly disappointed when she leans back for a second to speak again until I hear what she says.

"Good point," she mumbles against my lips. "Same."

That makes me laugh and I have to pull back this time. Opening my eyes, I shake my head at her terrible timing on making me laugh. It could have been any other time, but she decides to do it when we're kissing. Classic Natasha.

"Come back." Pouting, Natasha rests the back of her head against the wall and places her hands on my hips. Her thumbs rub up and down on my hip bones. That gesture makes me shiver but also want to kiss her again, like really kiss her. As if we weren't just "really kissing" a second ago...

"It's getting late," I say even though that's the last thing I want to say. Saying that makes it seems like I want to go to bed, and going to bed means waking up the next day to no longer sleep in the same house as this beauty. Maybe I'm just trying to be responsible. "We could go inside and watch another movie."