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Madry
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Ongoing, First published Aug 27, 2018
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I looked at him and his smoldering gaze met with mine. I was flustered for a moment as he comes dangerously close to me. As I leaned back, I was pressed against the closet door and have nowhere else to go. He had both his arms trapped me in between. Damn this closet, why does it have to be this small?

Kurt rested his hands on the side of my face and I felt his hot minty breath. Our lips barely touching each other.

"Do you know how long I've waited to do this since the day I saw you?"

Before I could even respond, Kurt's hungry lips made contact with mine. I thought it was going to be a small peck but no. His hands cupped my cheek and he leaned forward, hovering over me. I have no idea what to do so I just let my instincts took over. I closed my eyes and wrapped my arm around his neck. His hands traveled downwards and rest it on my waist. His thumb began rubbing the exposed skin on my stomach. After a while, his lips left and I couldn't feel his warmth. He leaned his forehead against mine and doesn't break the eye contact.

"Go out with me, Nel."
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