Disclaimer: Don't own it.
A/N: filler chap. so I can move on to the good stuff.
Chapter Nineteen
She hadn't known why she let him do it. She was so frightened, so edgy, and scared.
Regret?
Surprisingly no.
His tongue slid slow and softly over her bottom lip, his eye's lidded, watching her. Their breaths mingled and she struggled to keep her eyes opened. Upon the promise of the kiss, he was to not touch her, and he was comitting to the promise fully, but even she could see he was struggling.
But she wouldn't allow him further. Not yet.
And his lips seemed all the more sweeter for it.
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He needed to stop soon before he lost control. The scent of her shampoo, skin, and taste was maddening. She had dared to touch his face and the simple sweetness of it almost brought him to his knees.
It hurt.
It hurt so very much. The pain was heart-wrenching and building everday.
Countless times he had berated himself for allowing himself to get close to another again and it was during those times he would admonish himself.
Rogue was his.
And she wasn't giving up. It was a sign of recovery.
And including signs, he thought of the position he was in now. He was kissing her. The progress was amazing.
Maybe...maybe it was the fear that she would always be somewhat paranoid around him, no matter their future.
Again, the pain in his chest convulsed. It would be better. It was better.
And he sure as hell wouldn't give in now.
A/N: Filler chapter due to me having limited time on the net. I'm trying to get the next one up. Sorry it took so long.