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My window opened quietly but I could hear it. Ever since dad found out about us being in love he wouldn't let us anywhere near each other. But we always lived up to our names. The air was cold in my room, the curtains were flying everywhere from the wind. The window closed. I could feel his presents. I could here his heavy breathing. He walked over to the bed.
When I turned 15 granny got our ever after friends made me a room- just like his. Daphne and Red moved into a room together giving me privacy. He walked quietly over to the bed reaching over and playing with my hair. He knew that relaxed me. Since we had both had finally admitted we loved each other he had learnt almost every possible detail about me- and so did I.
I knew that he loved to having his wings out and flying in freezing winter air; that he loved having back massages- I knew where he liked to be touched, his wings the base of his back- he loved my nails scraping down his back. He loved me.
He was lying down on my bed next to me, brushing my hair. I could feel his breath on my neck making me shiver. He draped his arm around my form pulling me close. I turned around in my bed so my face was leaning against his shoulder. I breathed in his sent. He smelled like pine leaves and wet grass. Freshness.
He took my face in his hand tilting it up. He looked into my eyes. I loved his eyes. They changed colour depending what mood he was in. I've learnt to read his eyes. There a bright green when he's happy, a gray when he's sad and silver when his mad. When there a mix of the colours it's a bit harder to figure him out.
He's staring into my eyes. His eyes are dark. I have seen this look in his eyes before. Lust. I lean up and kiss him lovingly.
"I love you" I whisper.
"Love you to" he whispers back before kissing me again.
I really did love him.
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