The Kissing Scene.-.The Kissing Scene.-More Like This
Her heart skipped a beat as the words echoed throughout her soul. She felt a gentle hand caress her cheek; shivering as his hands ran through her hair lovingly. She placed her hands upon his waist gently, smiling up at him with eagerness in her eyes. The outline of his figure caused her stomach to turn as he slowly bent down for her lips. She noticed his hesitation as he slowly stopped before them. She felt a hint of excitement as they simply brushed her full anticipating lips. She stepped closer into him, their bodies touching together. The heat of their passion from a simple brush made the tree's themselves quiver. As he pulled her face to his, their lips finally touched, causing a sensation more powerful than anything ever described.
A few moments later he pulled away gently, the air gone from his soul. She breathed heavily and glanced up at his dark outline. He smiled down on her and kissed her forehead gently, placing his against hers. The rain fell down upon
Don't Cry Until The EndThere's a sort of beauty in simplicity. However, simplicity tends to be analyzed by the complex and ultimately broken down into simpler pieces of simplicity, making it complex. One cannot exist without the other. And so, kissing him was neither complex nor simple. The grass was itching at her exposed tailbone, the waist of her jeans sliding slightly down her thin figure and the sun was making the air humid and heavy and it rested on her back, her shoulders and her forehead. They were a few feet away from shade, but neither were feeling compelled to get out of the sun's blistering stare. He was holding her palm on top of his own, his left hand using a black pen to push down color into her silky skin. His smile was white, his eyes were looking down at her limb, his dark lashes making small shadows under his eyes. His short, black hair had auburn streaks when the sun would begin to slant and he looked tan and healthy and wonderful.More Like This
"Can I look?" She asked.
"Absolutely not," He answered wi
The kissing scene...I was rushing down the corridor because I was late for my next class when suddenly I felt someone take hold of my arm and drag me into a classroom. The door slammed shut and as my back touched the wall; I realised his arms were around me and I felt his kiss.More Like This
It was more passionate this time and our mouths were open and moving together. His touch was soft as his 1 hand rested on my hip and the other caressed the back of my neck, he moved his hand around so it was on my lower back and then he pulled me harder against him, my hand was pressed against his chest and the softness of my body against his meant I could feel every single muscle under his shirt, my hand gripped on tighter to his shirt and his kisses got harder, all my thoughts melted away and all I could think about was his lips and his touch as his hand dropped from my hip an slid down. A while later it hit me that we were making out in an empty classroom during a lesson!
I pulled away but my grip on his shirt didn't