anesthesia

anesthesia

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Harry Styles
anesthesia - general or local insensibility, as to pain or any other sensation. * * * harry stares down at me placing both hands on my hips as I place my arms around his neck pulling us close together our faces only inches away from each other. "its a shame" harry says to me after letting out a deep sigh. we begin to start to sway to the music, the song begins to surround the house getting us lost more and more into ourselves. " what's a shame?" I say before leaning my head to rest in. between his neck and shoulder. harry places a swift kiss on my forehead before resting his cheek against it. " its a shame that this is a dream, that youre a dream. I dont ever wanna wake up."
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I was surprised when she ran her hands down my abs, almost to the waist band of my pants. "Mila," I warned, watching her bite back a smile. There was unmistakable tension around us and I had no idea where it came from. Maybe it was the alcohol. I stared down at her, watching the sultry look on her face. "What are you doing to me," I muttered, resting my forehead against hers. I barely had a chance to blink before her lips were pressed against mine. My hands found their way to her hips, gripping them tightly as she tugged at my hair. Spinning her around, I pinned her against the wall. It felt like my lungs were going to burst as I pulled away, breathing hard. Mila gazed up at me, her eyes glazed over and cheeks pink. She reached up, wiping what I'm assuming was her lipstick from my lips. I couldn't help but lean down and press my lips against hers again. It was almost as if I was addicted to the way she fit against my body. "Ajax, we're both drunk," she gasped as I bit down on her ear gently. We could deal with the consequences later. ------------------------------------------------------------------------- TW: Mentions of Anxiety, Depression, and some suicidal thoughts Some Mature content - I'll put a warning before ;) Highest ranking in Romance - #8 12/20 Highest ranking in Dance - #1 12/22

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