│Wrap your arms around me… Shatter me… as we lay here waiting for the moonlight to fade. I need you.│
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STAY
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Her lips were soft, the cushion of them against his welcoming, inviting, intoxicating. It healed him, body and soul, just having to hold her once again so close. His fingers were buried in dark pink strands, her hands on his chest and their bodies pressed to the point of no return, distance something flimsy and the existence of it shattered.
Tell me you're mine…
He deepened the kiss.
Her moan was instinctive, soft, and caused pleasure to burn in him like flickering embers and he let his hand fall down her back, pulling her into him more.
It was getting late and he should have been leaving instead of sitting on Yuzu's couch, said girl on his lap, skirt hiked up and his fingers mischievously, sneakily running up her under shirt, tracing her curves, drawing slow lazy circles on the small of her back.
But God… she was pressing more and more against him and it was like a drug, sweet and numbing, her body addictive.
She pulled away for breath and much needed air and his groan was a mix of both frustration from the loss and the sudden awareness of her chest drawling pressing against his as she heaved soft breaths. In… His hold around her tightened. Out…
His smile was lazy, enchanting, eyes lidded and fixed on her lips that were parted.
There was a tentative and meek look in her eye, not one he usually saw. It amused him and he smirked, she blushed.
Yuzu started, "Yuya…?"
"Hm," His voice was a murmur, husky as he gently thumbed her bottom lip and then pulled her chin up, "What is it?"
I want you…
Her eyes glistened something deeper, darker appearing momentarily and she leaned into his touch when he cupped the side of her cheek, the sigh soft. His breath hitched when her arms lopped around his neck and she pressed her head to his chest.
I need you…
Yuya did not move, just held her there, her head tucked beneath his chin, feeling the gentle caress of her breath at his collarbone, her chest heaving with every draw of breath as she held onto him as if never wanting to let go.
And then the whisper left her lips so low he might have entirely missed it.
"Stay…"
He questioned whether if he had imagined it as a slow flutter filled his chest, a healthy red coating his cheeks, "what?"
But she was already asleep.
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This here was just a drabble of a sort and my first fanfiction so be nice, ok? I would love to hear what you thought of it so please review.
Ja Ne~