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Post by ella on Nov 8, 2006 0:41:14 GMT -6
She didn't want to talk just in case it ruined the perfect moment that Spencer had created, making her shiver in her toes. A smirk was placed on her lips against the kiss and pressed her tongue lightly against his own. She too was too afraid to go any further with Spencer. Kimberley had done things in the past. Terrible things. Things no-one but her and her sister knew. And things that she really didn't really want Spencer to know. What would he say? Would he get angry? Would he laugh? Pulling away from the kiss, she looked into his eyes, and was reassured. He wouldn't do anything like that. "Staying forever is impossible...but I'll stay a lifetime," she whispered and gave him a beautiful smile. Leaning back down to him, she gave him a ful-filling kiss. One filled with love, passion, lust...and a little bit of tongue. [/sup]
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Post by byronspencerparson on Nov 8, 2006 16:57:09 GMT -6
He grunted and countered her kiss, striking his tongue against hers, snaking it in her mouth. His lips bit into hers, pushed them back, his head and neck pushing forward. The breath that left his nose quivered. OH, dear...He couldn't have her sitting /there/ at that moment, it would seem so...dirty if she felt that /one/ thing, so he had to push her back just a little bit. He pulled her back, the kiss parting as quickly as she had made it, and a gleam in his icy eyes. "Maybe a life time isn't long enough..." He whispered back.
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Post by ella on Nov 9, 2006 0:25:43 GMT -6
"A life time feels like only a small part of the time I want to spend with you." A smirk crossed over Kimberley's face and she titled her head. "Oh, I hate you. You're so gosh darn romantic," she said playfully, and gave his cheek a playful stroke. A kiss was given to his forehead and then down his neck playfully. She then pulled back away from him and stared into his eyes, a hand slowly running through his hair over and over. A smile was still on Kimberley's face, her expression rather calm and collected. "I...I love you," she whispered gently, and then she looked rather embarrassed. Did she really love him? [/sup]
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Post by byronspencerparson on Nov 9, 2006 18:19:26 GMT -6
He placed two fingers onto her lips, attempt to quiet her before she slipped with something else. "We know not of what love is, and if this be it, than so damn us to use such phrases. Love is just a word to describe an emotion that we can't describe ourselves." He leaned forward, planted a kiss on her forehead, "And let's not ruin it by exchange of meaningless words, then, hm?"
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Post by ella on Nov 10, 2006 23:31:43 GMT -6
A shiver ran down her spine at his words and she looked at him, blinking once. A smirk was placed onto her lips and she nodded, just to show she under-stood. And that was all she did. After that she snuggled down against his chest and just played with his hair. Kimberley was silent, and didn't want to say anything, just smiling about what Spencer had said. She then pulled up slightly and looked him in the eyes, just looking at him, a hand still slowly running through his hair continously. [/sup]
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Post by byronspencerparson on Nov 12, 2006 18:46:35 GMT -6
He was quiet now. His lips pursed and curled in a grin, a cute tiny stretch of his pale lips. Untainted, yet bitten by the fangs of something more than an attraction. Maybe it was...Maybe it was the fact he...No, there was no explaining how he felt at this precise moment. No words that could lock it down to an emotion. This was happiness and Bliss, yet it meant so much more than both put together. Joy? No, Bliss surely countered Joy and Love both, so maybe it was a trio of the three...Still, gulped down these thoughts and stared at her as well. He didn't want to speak. If there were a reply to his comment, than there would have been an answer to the reply. Yet where was the reply, so where is the answer? None were exchanged apparently, and none should be sought. He made no movements...Except for a quivering lid that slowly shut over a bright and happy orb. A blue one that hovered over her features, dialating to the size of the iris, just to get that remnent of beauty against the night's rays. How sweet these things can be...
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