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Angel Dust on Your Eyelids

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He had completely forgotten all the good reasons for not kissing her, that he had the night before. And now, as he slowly descended his head destined for her lips, all he could feel inside was utter happiness. Rory flung her arms around his neck at the same time as he laid his around her waist and his lips collided with hers in a passionate kiss.

She was completely surprised in herself as she let her hands slip down to his chest, and pushed him down onto the bed, but that didn't stop her from following him down while her lips never left his. Her fingers were trailing back up to his neck and they nuzzled his hair. He let his hands move from her waist and down till he reached the end of her back, he wanted to reach further down but brazed himself. He would let her set the pace. He rolled over till he was on top of her, to remove the temptation. She let her fingers slip back to his chest, and further down till she was stroking his stomach. She slipped her hands under his sweater, and the feeling of her fingers on his skin made him moan into her mouth. He gently bit her lip, and let his tongue trail over it as he had it in his mouth. She played around with her fingers on his abs, and then stuck both index fingers into his pants and moved then slowly back and forth. She tugged him closer into her, and slowly rubbed against him.

"Rory," his voice was blurred "Oh my God, Rory stop."

They were lying on the bed; still both fully dressed, turned towards each other. Their eyes were linked, and even their breaths were in sync. They were holding hands; they lay between them looking pale against the army-green bed cover. He studied her face as she closed her eyes, ran his gaze over her beautiful features. He watched the curve of her swollen lips, and it was enough to turn him on again. She felt him watching, and it made her feel shy. Their heavy make-out session that had just ended had made her cheeks rosy, and she was a bit short breathed. He let go of her hand, and placed his hand on her hip.

"You're beautiful." he whispered

"Then why did you want me to stop?" her eyes were still closed, and her voice was barely a whisper.

"Did you know that that you have tiny little freckles on your eyelids? They are really very charming." he was still whispering, as he tried to avoid her question.

She opened her eyes and looked at him, he tried to look innocent as a little child, but she could still see the lust in his eyes, and it ruined his cover. She gave him a skeptic look, and slapped him softly on his arm.

"I'm serious here." she couldn't help but smile as he rubbed his arm in mock pain "I know that you wanted me too."

He took a deep breath, and looked into her big, sapphire blue eyes. They were eyes you could drown in.

"I do want you Rory, but not like this. Not just for one night." he pulled her closer.

"I…" she had no idea what to say.

"I've dreamt about this for ever, ever since I saw you at that coffee cart, the redhead was just an excuse, you know?"

"The redhead?" she was confused.

"The day after, in your dorm. I really wanted to find you, but then you where there, and chickened out."

He wasn't used to letting his heart out like that, and was suddenly scared that she would make fun of him. Or even worse, let him down.

"I guess it took me a little longer to get here huh?" she said and smiled as she snuggled into him. "So, now what do we do?"

"I haven't done this in a while, but I guess we date? Maybe we even meet the parents? We go to parties together, stuff like that?"

He was teasing her, but when he looked down at her, he saw that she had fallen asleep. He slowly caressed her cheek with one finger, and she smiled in her sleep. She looked like an angel, with her thick lashes softly resting on her skin. And she really had a bunch of tiny, almost see-through freckles on her eyelids. It reminded him of something his grandfather had always said, about people only seeing clearly when they had angel dust on their eyelids. She snuggled into him even closer, and he tightened his grip around her. After a few minutes he was also sound asleep.

About an hour and a half after Rory and Finn had left, the rest of the group scattered. They hadn't been able to return to the light mood they had been in at the start of the evening, and just decided to go to bed. Colin walked Steph to her room in silence, they felt uncomfortable, but both tried to hide it. For the first time in three years they didn't know what to say to each other. Steph opened the door, and they saw Rory and Finn lying on the bed, deep asleep.

"Lucky bastard!" Colin blurted out.

"Shh, don't wake them up." Steph looked at the couple again "They look so peaceful, don't they?"

"Of course they do," Colin said eyeing her "wouldn't you do too if you where the only place in the world you wanted to be?"

She looked at him, and her eyes caught his. They were full of longing, and something she couldn't quite define. For the first time ever she felt something more as she looked at him than just friendship. And as he reached for her hand, she gave it to him willingly.

"I'll have to sleep in your room;" she said "That's what sharing with Finn gets you!" she grinned.

"I think I'll live, just don't kick me." He smirked back at her.

She pretended to be outraged.

"What ever makes you think that I'll in any position to do that?" She had a feeling that it wouldn't take him long to convince her to get in that position, though.

"This," He tugged her closer and their lips crushed together in a passionate kiss, that made her knees weak causing her to fall closer into him. And for some reason she felt a tingle at his touch that had never been there before. When they finally withdrew from the kiss, his smile was wider than ever before.

"Let's go," he said looking into the room "They look cute, don't they?"

Steph followed his gaze before closing the door.

"They do." she looked up at him "Maybe they're meant for each other."

There was a lot more to those words than just what she said, and he knew it. She tried to tell him something, and he hoped it were what he thought it was.

"I'm sure they are," he said reassuringly and kissed her deeply again, as they broke apart he laid his arm around her, and they made their way to his room.