They lay on the couch, in the warm comfort of his home. They face each other, with his arms wrapped protectively and loving around her. A pillow is beneath their heads and blanket around them, to keep the wintery cold from spoiling their moment together.
She snuggles into his chest a little bit more, taking in his masculine and familiar scent that has trapped itself in his shirt, to which she is also holding onto. She listens to the faint drumming of his heart which always seems to beat faster than usual when she is around. She closes her eyes and lets herself fall away from the world she knows, into the world that is just the two of them.
He wraps his arms around her tighter, to protect her from the nameless harms that might hurt her, but also to hold onto this angel that he loves so much, so she won't fly away from him. He fills his mind with the scent that he finds in her hair, the scent that is so familiar and so right. He moves one hand to touch the brown locks that belong to his beloved. So soft and gentle, just like the one in his arms.
She moves her face to look into the soul of the one she loves. His brown eyes meet her green ones and they are captivated by the others beauty, not of appearance, but of soul.
A smirk slowly inches it's way onto her face as she reaches up to touch the scruffy face of her love. He loves her touch, for it warms him every time her skin graces his with it's presence. She strokes the scruffiness that is upon his face and lets out a small laugh.
He closes his eyes for a moment, for her laugh is music to his ears and he would rather listen to that until the end of his days, than all the beautiful music in the world. He opens his eyes and sees her pure face smiling back at him. He must show her how much he loves her. He must show her now!
He quickly captures her lips with his and gently moves his lips against hers to express the wonderful love she causes him to have for her. His hand slowly and gently untangles itself from her hair and wraps itself across her shoulders to pull her closer. She wraps both arms around his neck, so as to be as close as possible. Their lips move as one, for they love each other as one. Each showing the other the pure love they have for the other.
They slowly pull away, in a slight daze from their kiss, but fully aware of the others love for them. This time it is his face the smirk finds, but it is a devilish smirk, for he has a plan.
Her daze wears off quickly for she is unaware of what he is thinking. He slowly leans forward seemingly with the intention to grace her cheek with a kiss, but that is not the plan.
She is confused until she feels something scruffy tickle her face as he rubs he face against hers. She begins to laugh and squirm to escape this horrible fate, but to no avail. His tickling becomes more persistent as she laughs more and more, trapped in his strong arms.
He can not help but smile for his plan has worked as her lovely music fills his ears.
