"The stars look so beautiful tonight," he whispered, then pausing, "just like you."
My face flushed red.
"I uhm. No. I, I mean yes, yes the stars are gorgeous, but uhm not me, heh," My hand then quickly shoots up to my face in embarrassment and I roll away from him. We've been stargazing for an hour or so, but it seems like it's been forever. Time seems to slow when I'm around him. It's like his aura wraps me in a calming embrace that, just thinking about it, sends chills up my spine.
I hear him get off the ground and approach the curled up mass on the ground that is my body right now. I bury my tomato face deeper into my hands.
"Awe, c'mon babe. You are fucking adorable,"
Before I can respond he tickles my sides. My body squirms without my permission while laughter pours from my mouth. Sometime in the middle of my struggling I manage to accidentally kick his legs out from under him, sending him toppling down on top me.
My breath hitches. His face is 3 inches away from mine and his body is sprawled across me. Somehow, my face manages to become an even darker shade of red, perhaps a new color altogether, when he winks and then pecks me on the lips.
Feeling satisfied, I bet, he begins to pick himself up, but before he can go anywhere my hand grasps his shirt and pulls him back down towards me. Our lips crash together and so many feelings overtake me at once that I can't do anything but just melt into the kiss. His lips are so fucking soft. I've been missing out on this for so long, just now getting a taste of him. It's refreshing. He then pulls away for a second and gazes down at me with intense admiration. I return his intense gaze and he just says softly with a smirk now on his face,
"I've been wanting to do that for awhile."
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Stories That Never End
RandomThis is a book full of fragments from stories that may or may not ever exist. So that whenever I think of a random scene I have somewhere to write it down and share it.
