So as some of you may know from my other stories is that I have absolutely no experience in romance. Thus I can't exactly write it out properly. Nonetheless I try my best and after many failed attempts I came up with this. Nothing major, just a descriptive drabble that has somewhat has a plot. Please do review. I appreciate and constructive criticism. I really do need it.
Oh right: A disclaimer. Whatever, I'm writing on fanfiction, it's pretty obvious the characters don't belong to me.
So anyways, read, review and enjoy! (Hopefully.)
He kissed her. It wasn't a mind blowing, lightning striking, heat of two hearts crashing into each other- kiss. It was just a kiss. A plain and simple kiss. Where he held her against the wall. His right hand clasping both her hands stretched out above her head. His other hand stroking her waist, going down, down, down. And she pressed against him. Her round, apple sized breasts pushing against his firm chest. Her quivering hips buckling against his. And her plump red lips rubbing in fervent passion against his. And of course, as with any plain and simple kiss, the battle was involved. Tongue against tongue, both violently dancing for dominance. But as always, he was winning. Nibbling on her lower lip he managed to entice a moan of pleasure from her. So close now to his goal he was, that he finally removed his lips from hers. Only to place them on the crook of her neck instead. She gasped, he bit and she groaned.
"Natsume".
He won.
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