Prelude
And I said what I said and I meant it, but now I regret it. Could you touch me again?
She closed the space between them, holding him in a tight embrace. She could feel his warm breath on her neck. A shiver of electric current ran down her spine, her own breathing erratic and fluttering in her chest. A panicked butterfly. She knew she should leave. She wanted to leave. His lips, delicate against her skin, brushed her jaw line. He ran his fingertips through her long, fiery hair. Another shiver. She made to pull away, but he held her in her arms.
They locked eyes. It hung in the air between them, an understanding. This was her chance. If she wanted to back out, she should now. His lips almost touched hers, hesitating. Waiting for her to react. She did nothing.
"It's..." He paused, "We don't-"
Her lips crashed against his, cutting him off and colliding them together in wave of fever. Knotting her fingers into his hair, she continued to kiss him desperately.
She couldn't go back.
AN. Lyrics by A Fine Frenzy. Please R&R :)