I take in his scent, his taste. My tongue brushes against his lips as he tried frantically to undo my tie. We don't have much time now, but I don't want to stop, and I know he doesn't either. But, we have to. I untangle myself from his warm body with promises of continuing this later. I press one more passionate kiss to his full lips before straitening out my clothes and fixing my hair. I walk out of the records room, checking to see if anyone is around. No one. Good. Our love is forbidden, but it is love.
Wow, it seems like in every story I need to have a records room Shassie moment lols....