Tea and Confetti

Tea and Confetti

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"My finger tips delicately brush against his as he holds my hand under the bridge. His brown eyes are kind and calming as they gaze into mines. The breeze of the wind is calming but cold. I shiver and he holds me into his warm arms. The Cherry blossoms flow with the wind as if the air was a stream and the flowers were fishes. He grabs a flower and removes my hair back from my face as he places the flower on top of my ear. The back of his hands slide down my light brown face as he lands and stops on my chin. He leans in and kisses my forehead. We lean into each other and our noses and foreheads meet. "I love you" he whispers as he kisses my cheek. "I love you too" I say back my lips curl up into a small smile. His nose returns back to mines as his hands trail down my back. He pulls away and looks up at me. We stare at each other for what seems like hours until he leans in and kisses me. I kiss him back and just like that I'm in my Wonderland of dreams".
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"What I was going to say was selfish..." He mumbled. I edge closer to him until my hand slowly cradled his cheek. Tilting his head up to look at me. "Please let me know what it was." I beg him pathetically. He begins to chew his lip and that's when I knew he was nervous. Nervous about what? I'm not exactly sure. "With everything I said...I was going to say at the same time...never...leave me." He confessed painfully almost. That's when I lost all sense of control and pressed my lips onto his. Kissing him with all my strength and all the built up desire that's accumulated. I continued to kiss him until at some point my tongue made it's way into his mouth. Tasting a sweet flavor that I've never encountered. As I got deeper in the kissing I feel myself fly back into a tree. Slammed against it that I felt myself lose my breath. Trying to catch it, I look up at Achille. His eyes were now a crimson red that intrigued me. He shook his head and suddenly he was gone in a blur. Confused, I stood as I had to pop my back from the hard hit into the tree. Looking in the direction Achille ran off, I knew I couldn't see him because it'd be a blur. Always thought it was fascinating how when he runs you can't see it. Being a vampire must be...fascinating. Yet he makes it out to be hell. I can't understand that kind of complicity of being a vampire and the issues. I get it, they drink blood. Though there's multiple things beside humans that offer blood! He acts like it's so horrific. I would love to know what it felt like for a day. Just one day...

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