I'll Teach You
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I drag my fingers down his clothed chest.
"W-What are y-you doing..." his forehead creases in confusion.
"Do you trust me?" I question bringing my eyes to meet his.
"I-I what are you saying Amber?" his face turned crimson.
"It's a simple question, Grey." I encouraged as I lean into him further. Our noses practically touching. I could feel his minty breath fanning my face.
"I trust you Amber." he breathes not moving away from my touch.
We stay like this for what seems like hours.
Until I break the calming sound of only our breaths.
"If you refuse to make a move, I will, Grey." I stated.
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