Hello everyone :D
This is probably the corniest thing I ever wrote, or just the corniest in a while... but either this or something sad, and I didn't want drama. :P
On a side note, I'm starting to feel the need to write another lemon, haha!
Ja ne,
Temari 88
- (December 18th) Cry -
They had been a couple for some time, now, and everytime they slept together it was always a unique experience. Although, being who they were, they never had a lot of time to enjoy each other - beetween meetings, missions and numerous other things standing in their way - so during most of their encounters they could indulge in nothing more than slightly hurried sex or groping sessions; they didn't exactly mind it: there wasn't much they could do about it and they preferred to spend what little time they had in any way they could. Still, both would say their most cherished memories were of those few (and quite far in beetween) times were they had a whole night, a whole day, to spend with each other—they would make love, with no hurry and nothing to worry about besides making the other feel good and loved...and those were the best times, because their feelings were free to flow through their veins, to reach deep into the other's soul where they were amplified until the love they felt could only be expressed by holding their lover tight and cry their name.