Post by Genevieve Stark on Apr 25, 2011 21:56:18 GMT
Gen licked her lips when he pulled away from her and was just about to protest his abandonment when his lips found new places to explore. Her head fell backwards obligingly, and when his hand began to move further up her body she held her breath with anticipation.
He didn't go for it though. Perhaps he's waiting on her to say something, or give him some kind of signal. Merlin's beard! If he'd been a Slytherin she'd be either begging him to slow down or jinxing him off her right about now. But he isn't, and that's one of the many things she loves about him. He's exactly the opposite of what she's used to and exactly what she wants. But a little bit of encouragement in the right direction won't hurt, right?
She raised her head and waited for him to look up at her, when their eyes finally met she smiled and pulled him closer. She whispered to him then, almost breathlessly, just as her hand found his and gently placed it over her chest. "Go on..."
He didn't go for it though. Perhaps he's waiting on her to say something, or give him some kind of signal. Merlin's beard! If he'd been a Slytherin she'd be either begging him to slow down or jinxing him off her right about now. But he isn't, and that's one of the many things she loves about him. He's exactly the opposite of what she's used to and exactly what she wants. But a little bit of encouragement in the right direction won't hurt, right?
She raised her head and waited for him to look up at her, when their eyes finally met she smiled and pulled him closer. She whispered to him then, almost breathlessly, just as her hand found his and gently placed it over her chest. "Go on..."
