Title: Bittersweet
300 word drabble.
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Our tongues dueled as I tasted every bit of his mouth that I could.
He was sweet and bitter at the same time.
Sweet;
One arm was wrapped around my waist, keeping me in firm grip;holding me tight against his body. One hand reached up and gently cupped my face, as we continued to kiss. He brushed hair from my eyes, and looked at me, staring so intently that I could almost feel him look right through me. Then he flipped me so that I was on my back, and he was hanging above me. His smell overwhelmed me as he leaned down, once again connecting our lips. He was in control. He had complete power over me.
I wrapped my arms around his neck, succumbing to him; It's not like I wanted to fight. No, I wanted to be right where I was: with him.
Bitter;
As soon as our lips part, and I move next to him, and his arm wraps around my shoulder; as soon as my head rests on his chest and I listen to his heart beat steadily; as soon as he's too comfortable for his own comfort, he pushes me away, and runs his finger through his hair. This is usually followed by him either telling me to get out, or getting up, grabbing his leather jacket from where it was draped over his chair, and leaving me in his room without a word.
Tonight it was, Get out.
I got up, glancing at him. My looks used to be filled with hurt, then disgust, then anger. But now? Now they're filled with pity. Because he doesn't want to push me away. It's as simple as that. I know it. Just like I know that he's scared to death of falling in love with me.
So I glanced at him. And then I left.
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Derek/Casey
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-Tarryn
