Soleus Lestrange
Life wouldn't be so precious dear if there never was an end
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Post by Soleus Lestrange on Jul 27, 2013 19:05:49 GMT
Soleus tipped her chin up and began to work her mouth with his own again, but when he wound his arms deftly around her narrow waist, and moved to her soft neckhe made a groan at her contact that was too loud and too urgent for her not to notice. Conflicted and heady, he pulled away and then quickly but carefully placed her back into her own chair.
"I really can't do this right now. I'm sorry." He said, his voice so deep it sounded animalistic, his eyes were averted and filled with fire. "It's been wonderful," He stood up, his voice clearing. "But I really must go." He took a few dizzy steps back and looked for the way out of the enclosure, not trusting himself alone with this fragile girl in the empty garden.
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Post by Ashley Godfrey on Jul 27, 2013 19:09:42 GMT
Ashley smiled when he leaned in and kissed him back, when she felt his lips on her neck she squeaked softly but allowed him to continue her fingers latching onto his hair for support, when he pulled away from her she blinked and stared at him in genuine confusion "I-w-what I-I oh...okay" she bit on her lower lip and sunk into her shoulders looking worried she did something to upset him.
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Soleus Lestrange
Life wouldn't be so precious dear if there never was an end
Posts: 373
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Post by Soleus Lestrange on Jul 27, 2013 19:15:58 GMT
He stopped looking around and locked on her eyes, his gaze steady and unblinking. "This is not your fault." He said calmly. "Believe me."
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Post by Ashley Godfrey on Jul 27, 2013 19:19:19 GMT
"okay" Ashley smiled softly and nodded, rising to her feet she leaned in and kissed his cheek softly once then stepped back "goodnight Soleus" she smiled sweetly and stepped back with a shy little wave "I'll see you at school."
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Soleus Lestrange
Life wouldn't be so precious dear if there never was an end
Posts: 373
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Post by Soleus Lestrange on Jul 27, 2013 19:28:05 GMT
Soleus scratched his head awkwardly, unable to get certain thoughts out of his head. He licked his lips, trying to distract himself as he waved back, and disapparated.
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