Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25924729-20160411075838/@comment-26571677-20160418110015

Her semblance stopped as soon as she felt the weight of Dalton falling on her. She let out a small, 'eep!' As they toppled down, and he landed on top of her. And then his strong arms grasped around her back, and she landed, unharmed, on the cold, marble floor.

He was so close she could feel his panicky breath, that came in short bursts that landed upon her lips. His arms slipped out from under her, and she shivered under his body from the cold, frozen even as his body was still on top of her.

He was talking, she was aware of that, but she didn't care. All she knew was that he was close, so close. The boy and person she'd been craving for her whole life. Someone that was more than just a family member.

A person to share her sorrows with, someone that would cheer her up when she sad, someone who could love every bit of her, someone who could watch over her as she slept. Someone. Who loved her for herself.

Dalton.

Without even thinking, she leaned in close, so that his stammering breaths were even more shaky, and warm upon her own. And then she took the final step, colliding his lips with hers. Ixina's eyes closed, and a tear flowed down the side of her pale face.

Her breath tasted of oranges, and she was very inexperienced, so the kiss, to start with, was rather strange, experimental, unsure, but not unpleasant. Then, Dalton's lips parted, and a completely new feeling overtook Ixina, making her squeak lightly as his tongue carressed hers.

He pushed his head back slowly, even though Ixina longed for the feeling of his lips on hers to never stop. They wee there in silence for a while, Dalton in shock, and Ixina in subdued ecstasy. And then she broke the silence,

"Dalton, something hard is touching my leg, I think something's in your pants. What is it?"

(Yeah, I can't fucking WAIT to see his reaction to this.)