Heart Shaped Bullets
By: ParamoreXO
Kevin Levin didn't deny the girl's obvious physical appeal. Hell, he wasn't stupid. No matter where he would take her in his pampered Camero, men devoured Gwen with lust drenched looks, appreciative glances, and crude gestures of the eyes. Onlookers' unspoken desires simply made the ex-con ill, his veins painfully scorched by the end of the night. Carnal nuances encircled the inviting curvature of the redhead's figure, echoing all around her, and she didn't even know it.
The Osmosian, himself, found his earthy eyes trailing down the toned contours the redhead's body had to offer, admiring what his polluted mind concluded. Tempted, he pursued intimacy only with a husky change of tone, lingering heated touches, even igniting his "roughish charm" in her innocent presence.
His standpoint begged to seize the Anodite for his taking. Every push and shove she made in his direction with her blatant words became a scandalous hiss in the dark. Their conventional "friendship" questioned, it was only a matter of tender words and intimate brushes to drive him wild.
His pride, however, restrained him like a collar and leash that wrung his neck.
He'd destroy her. He knew he would. The redhead's assertive innocence, wholehearted concern, tender affection, feisty exacts, careful consideration, and reckless restraints was something he didn't dare contaminate. The very essence of her separate world, however, unintentionally fascinated him. And it was dangerous. Lethal, almost.
Labeled as Bellwood's "bad boy", he couldn't resist a taste. The redhead's wistful comments only fueled him more.
And he was hooked.
That fact alone scared the hell out of him.
She, a goody-two-shoes of all things, started to saturate his rough lifestyle. She was challenging yet comforting, an air of persistence radiated from her that matched his equal determination. Their situations, however, for that stubbornness, were completely unparalleled. The heart of it? The duo's appealing desires.
The Anodite's very presence tantalized his battling emotions. Conflicted, she only made the internal tremors worse: "Why won't you ask me out?"
Every underlying curiosity screamed at him. Pride wavering between his torn thoughts, Kevin tried to restore his cool demeanor. Musings shoved aside, he escaped with a stinging scoff.
"Don't push me."
A/N: Pointless piece for my annotations throughout AF. Review?