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 Posted: Sun Jan 23, 2011 6:46 pm
"Mmm!" Alba was beginning to feel less shy about her noise-making (of which suspiciously sounded like she was enjoying a scrumptious food of some kind), though she was sure to keep it down for privacy's sake; they were, after all, in a school dormitory. She pressed back against Simon's silken lips before pulling away, letting her body slide off so that she was more comfortably positioned on her side and resting her head on his shoulder, her nose nuzzled in between his neck and his earlobe. "Good." she nearly purred into his ear with delight. And then, a little more bashfully as though she had just realized how forward that may have sounded, "I didn't really want to leave you just yet."
Her hand raised to tenderly stroke at his cheek, tracing invisible patterns from cheek bone to the base of his jaw. Her other arm was neatly tucked beneath her, so to make up for the lack of a hug, she nudged her foot playfully against his, nearly burrowing under his heel. It was impossible for her to not touch him; he was like a black hole lassoing her into his gravitational pull, only more tangible and much, much friendlier.
As he thanked Alba, her finger moved directly over his lips to silence him. "Ssh, no, no, Simon. I should be the one thanking you. I should also be apologizing. I'm so sorry I didn't believe you." She kissed his jaw line. "And thank you so much for showing me the truth." Moving up a little, she planted a second kiss to his temple. "And...thank you. For always being there for me. For tolerating me even though you know I'm wrong. For everything." This time, her lips pressed against the bridge of his nose, in-between his eyes. "You mean so much to me."
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Posted: Sun Jan 23, 2011 8:00 pm
Simon had thought it wasn't possible to relax anymore than he already had. But with the comforting weight of Alba's head on his shoulder, combined with her fingers gingerly stroking his face, he found himself falling to a whole new level of tranquility that was second only to the cosmic trance that brought him to touch with his own star. His breathing slowed, and the details of everything but the presence of the girl with him became fuzzy and insignificant.
Even his grip around her waist had begun to go slack. However, that changed when she came at him with another round of affections, causing his face to beam with a sleepy brand of delight and his fingers to run themselves over the small of her back again. Alba's kisses were small and light and sweet, like little bites of candy, and even though they were early in the first stage of their new relationship he already couldn't get enough of them. So he reached up with his other hand and stroked her face, caressing down to her jaw in silent encouragement.
"I'm glad you're staying, Alba," he admitted, lightly nuzzling her hairline as she settled down again. "And I'm glad I can be with you like this. I never thought that anyone would ever want to be this close to me, and now I can't believe how lucky I am..." Simon reached up until he his hand made contact with the one Alba was using to stroke his face. He closed his fingers around it and gently pulled it down, holding it between the two of them.
"I get to share all of this with my best friend."
By that point his voice was practically a whisper, barely even above the sound of his own breath. Simon allowed himself to be immersed completely in the pleasant sensations he was surrounded by: Alba's body warming his side, the sweet smell of her hair, and how his lips were still tingling from all of the kisses they'd shared. Eventually, his hand had relaxed until it was only resting over hers, and the pace of his breath had reduced to a slow and subtle swell... and there was no doubt that he was having pleasant dreams.
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Posted: Sun Jan 23, 2011 8:58 pm
Alba kissed at the finger-tips that had so gently caressed her face before settling herself back to Simon's shoulder, nuzzling her nose into the crook of his neck once more. Her fingers squeezed his hand as they clasped, the sensation of his bare palm against hers comparable to the first kiss they shared back in space, only not quite as electric. Her eyes closed as she listened to his voice, her smile only widening with every word spoken until her dimples were deep grooves under her cheeks. She was also glad to be staying. She would stay during ever afternoon nap if she could, if only to feel as relaxed and at peace beside him as she was then.
She first felt his hands lose tension, and by the time he had spoken his last word his breathing had mellowed (if it was even possible to, at this point) and his toes gave a little twitch as sleep took him. A yawn escaped her lips, becoming drowsy herself; it would seem his own exhaustion was contagious. A final kiss was placed just above his sweater's collar as she succumbed to slumber, though not before parting with her own throaty whispers.
"Tu eres mucho más que mi mejor amigo, mi amor. Te quiero."
Her smile never faltered.
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