We can lie out all day if we wanted. A tangle of legs in the hot summer sun
creating more unneeded heat, but not the touch of others.
We enjoy days like these, in the grateful silence, no need to speak because we can tell what the other is thinking just from a look. It's all usually the same the thing same thing. The war looming in our near future and how we can still face it having what we have.
I love them both, equally. I love different things about them, but still the same that I could never choose. Taking in the touches makes me feel special. More so than just my fame and scar.
But all this though can be shoved under the covers for the night. Our secret little world is unleashed in tasty kisses, and hasty touches, trying to collect what we can, for we never know when is the last.
Nights are the best for us. Inner desires come out in a fury, trying to posses our senses. Sometimes they do, making it only better because those are the nights we cherish, and remember the best. Ron's gropes and Hermione's kiss, are enough to make me forget the world around us; for it pauses in our time together.
I love being between the two for I feel protected. Ron in me and I in Hermione we feel the groove we've been trying to capture for years, but always too shy. Sometimes just watching can get me there in heaven. But I eventually have to react to my passion for them. This is my need, my want.
I can lie out all day and succumb to my needs all night.
We enjoy days like these, in the grateful silence, no need to speak because we can tell what the other is thinking just from a look. It's all usually the same the thing same thing. The war looming in our near future and how we can still face it having what we have.
I love them both, equally. I love different things about them, but still the same that I could never choose. Taking in the touches makes me feel special. More so than just my fame and scar.
But all this though can be shoved under the covers for the night. Our secret little world is unleashed in tasty kisses, and hasty touches, trying to collect what we can, for we never know when is the last.
Nights are the best for us. Inner desires come out in a fury, trying to posses our senses. Sometimes they do, making it only better because those are the nights we cherish, and remember the best. Ron's gropes and Hermione's kiss, are enough to make me forget the world around us; for it pauses in our time together.
I love being between the two for I feel protected. Ron in me and I in Hermione we feel the groove we've been trying to capture for years, but always too shy. Sometimes just watching can get me there in heaven. But I eventually have to react to my passion for them. This is my need, my want.
I can lie out all day and succumb to my needs all night.