[He just smiles into the kiss before he reaches out to take some of the soap as well. Can't have it be one sided, right?]
I have a feeling we'll be missing many breakfasts in the future.
[There's a glint in his eye, a strange feeling coming over him as he pulls her in for another kiss, this one more needy and wanting than the last, almost covetous.
Needy.
To think he could actually feel this way... And maybe he should wonder how much he's already taken to this little relationship of theirs, yet he's started to forego trying to "reason" things like this. To believe in the stories he paid little attention to. How people could just suddenly feel as if they found "the one" or "their match." He knows that's how his parents and others were like, but he's also seen and heard from those who separate almost a week later.
Would they last? Or would this end being some brief, passionate tryst that will just part of their memory? Who knows... He's decided to just whatever he wants, and what he wants right now is to be with the young woman in his arms. Be it for comfort or something deeper, whatever. It's mutual and that's all that matters.
And what happens next is to be left up to everyone's wild imaginations, but they do indeed miss out on breakfast and probably almost missed lunch—]
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I have a feeling we'll be missing many breakfasts in the future.
[There's a glint in his eye, a strange feeling coming over him as he pulls her in for another kiss, this one more needy and wanting than the last, almost covetous.
Needy.
To think he could actually feel this way... And maybe he should wonder how much he's already taken to this little relationship of theirs, yet he's started to forego trying to "reason" things like this. To believe in the stories he paid little attention to. How people could just suddenly feel as if they found "the one" or "their match." He knows that's how his parents and others were like, but he's also seen and heard from those who separate almost a week later.
Would they last? Or would this end being some brief, passionate tryst that will just part of their memory? Who knows... He's decided to just whatever he wants, and what he wants right now is to be with the young woman in his arms. Be it for comfort or something deeper, whatever. It's mutual and that's all that matters.
And what happens next is to be left up to everyone's wild imaginations, but they do indeed miss out on breakfast and probably almost missed lunch—]