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Post by Typhoid on Feb 18, 2008 16:11:29 GMT -5
She deepened it slowly, need to savor the contact, her finger stroking the skin along the nape of his neck. She'd missed this, perhaps more then even she had realized.
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Post by Pietro Maximoff on Feb 18, 2008 16:15:21 GMT -5
::Pietro responded as she deepened the kiss, allowing her to lead this dance, moving as she yearned to. His hand around her back drew her closer.::
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Post by Typhoid on Feb 18, 2008 16:23:26 GMT -5
She parted from his lips reluctantly a few moments later, her eyes shining. "Thank you for that."
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Post by Pietro Maximoff on Feb 18, 2008 16:24:55 GMT -5
::Pietro only pulled back after she had, his arms did not release her.:: "You thanked me for kissing you?"
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Post by Typhoid on Feb 18, 2008 16:30:08 GMT -5
She chuckled a little. "I'm sorry, I'm confused enough not to know what to say. But it's just...been a long time."
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Post by Pietro Maximoff on Feb 18, 2008 16:32:31 GMT -5
::Pietro conceded that with a nod; it had been far too long for her. For him, as well, although he could pace himself without regret.:: "We can do it again."
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Post by Typhoid on Feb 18, 2008 20:05:11 GMT -5
"You said once," she replied, still holding his gaze, "that you wanted to kiss me until you took my breath away. Now you can."
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Post by Pietro Maximoff on Feb 18, 2008 20:06:52 GMT -5
::Pietro had said that to her, and he had meant each word of it.:: "If you wish me to."
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Post by Typhoid on Feb 18, 2008 20:13:07 GMT -5
"When it's time," she said, referring to later, or perhaps in the morning, when she would be going back to see the Professor.
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Post by Pietro Maximoff on Feb 18, 2008 20:14:50 GMT -5
::Pietro nodded slightly, making no motion to move closer or capture her lips again.::
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Post by Typhoid on Feb 18, 2008 20:24:07 GMT -5
She took his hand, bringing it too her lips. "I want to savor as much as I can."
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Post by Pietro Maximoff on Feb 18, 2008 20:25:53 GMT -5
::Pietro took her other hand in his, enjoying the softness of her bare skin.:: "Savor all you wish."
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Post by Typhoid on Feb 18, 2008 20:33:11 GMT -5
"Have you slept since Magneto left?" she asked, both her hands in his, trying to gauge what she would do with the remainder of the daylight based on what he needed.
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Post by Pietro Maximoff on Feb 18, 2008 20:34:36 GMT -5
::Pietro held her hands in his, entwining their fingers.:: "No, but I'm not tired."
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Post by Typhoid on Feb 18, 2008 20:36:58 GMT -5
"You're sure?" she asked softly. "After this morning, I need to eat something, and pasta sounds good to me."
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