Fazy
a fluff
What are you doing?
You're going to hurt him. You're going to hurt him, and then you're going to hurt yourself.
And then you'll have... what?
No one.
No one but yourself, and who needs you?
You don't need love.
With these thoughts swirling in her mind, Fley withdrew her head slightly. She looked into his eyes again, looking for something, and she found it. She found what she was searching for. Ignoring what her brain was telling her, forgetting about the consequences, she leaned in for the second time, but this time, their lips connected. It was light at first, soft and sweet, but she was so sure that this was it; this was what she wanted. This was unlike anything she had ever done, ever felt... this experience was irreplaceable. No, he was irreplaceable. After a few seconds of this, Fley couldn't stop herself. She was craving more, more, more... her hands wandered as they lay on the ground, fingers tugging on the collar of his shirt, only to slide downwards and then slip inside of it, feeling his chest. Her hunger still remained unsatisfied as she continued to kiss him.
@Dante Verren
You're going to hurt him. You're going to hurt him, and then you're going to hurt yourself.
And then you'll have... what?
No one.
No one but yourself, and who needs you?
You don't need love.
With these thoughts swirling in her mind, Fley withdrew her head slightly. She looked into his eyes again, looking for something, and she found it. She found what she was searching for. Ignoring what her brain was telling her, forgetting about the consequences, she leaned in for the second time, but this time, their lips connected. It was light at first, soft and sweet, but she was so sure that this was it; this was what she wanted. This was unlike anything she had ever done, ever felt... this experience was irreplaceable. No, he was irreplaceable. After a few seconds of this, Fley couldn't stop herself. She was craving more, more, more... her hands wandered as they lay on the ground, fingers tugging on the collar of his shirt, only to slide downwards and then slip inside of it, feeling his chest. Her hunger still remained unsatisfied as she continued to kiss him.
@Dante Verren
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