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 Posted: Tue Apr 29, 2014 3:14 am
It had never occurred to Noah that Peyton might doubt that she was beautiful; it seemed self-evident. It still didn't, and he just nodded without putting a lot of thought into what that small question might mean. "Yeah." She moved toward him, and a certain wary apprehension that he hadn't known he felt flowed out of him. It was okay. She meant it. His hands lifted without his volition, hovered uncertainly for a moment, then came to rest lightly on her shoulders. With the gesture came a sudden flowering of awareness of the space between them and their bodies; his hands could cup her shoulders, and she was small, short, slim. He didn't notice that often. Her presence seemed larger. Even sharply aware of the contrast in their heights and sizes, he stopped short of thinking of her as delicate. Delicate implied fragile, breakable, too-precious, and she was none of those things. She was a Hunter, as strong as he was, possibly stronger. He looked soberly into her face, just holding the moment, storing it in his memory. Then his eyes flicked down to her mouth; he licked his lips involuntarily, took a breath. "Can I kiss you?"
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Posted: Tue Apr 29, 2014 9:03 pm
Warm hands on her shoulders, and that sweet voice in her ear reaffirming that he did indeed find her beautiful. And it wasn't just words. She could see the truth of it in the soft green of his eyes as she looked up at him, searching his face. He meant it. They weren't just pretty, comforting words, it was truth, as far as he knew it. It made her chest tight, and her hands moved against his sides, thumbs rolling in slow, thoughtless circles over his t-shirt. She too was aware of the space between them, what little remained, and it seemed odd. Too much space, that was the thought that presented itself. Warrick was blessedly silent. The demon had retreated to the deeper recesses of his hunter's mind to give as much privacy as their bond allowed him, and Peyton was thankful for it. He had a habit of chiming in, of teasing, but now he said nothing, did nothing. Only gave off a sense of soft approval from wherever he'd hidden himself away. When his eyes dropped those few inches she froze save for the quick flick of her tongue along her lower lip, moistening that sudden;y dry bud. Color that had been fading returned, a faint honey glow about freckle kissed cheeks. "Yes." Breathless, she swallowed, and a nervous smile tugged gently at the corner of her mouth. It was just a kiss. It shouldn't have held such weight. Or should it? Maybe this was what it was supposed to be like. More then a mere buzz of excitement. It just felt right.
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Posted: Wed Apr 30, 2014 9:39 am
He could. It was okay. He'd been kissed only once in his life, and an edge of nerves sneaked in, making his hands close a little tighter over his shoulders. That other Noah had known how to kiss, how to do a lot of things, but that seemed -- well -- disrespectful to think of that now, disrespectful to both their partners, so Noah didn't call on the other self's memories, and instead just leaned down and kissed Peyton, a shy and careful touch of lips. It was something mostly new. He could figure it out; that was okay. He didn't think Peyton would mind.
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Posted: Wed Apr 30, 2014 5:31 pm
Lavender eyes fell closed as he leaned over her, and she rose up on tip toe to meet him. It was a gentle kiss, chaste, altogether sweet. Even the ever so gentle part of lips, because she wanted to. There was no hint of tongue, only the soft pressure of her mouth against his, lips parted against his lower lip as she leaned into him, hands on his waist. And it did feel right. The fluttering feel of excited wings in her stomach were like a soft whirlwind, and her fingertips tingled.
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Posted: Thu May 01, 2014 2:51 pm
His hands slipped down to her back, lightly, naturally, and his eyes closed so that he could feel her better. The touch of lips stayed gentle, light and exploratory rather than insistent or desperate; somewhere in the back of his mind he thought distractedly, worth taking the time.It was a different kind of exciting than being kissed by Maebe had been, but equally as interesting, maybe more; this meant something. A fluttering tension settled under his ribs, tight and pleasant, and he could feel his heart pounding, hard enough that he was sure that she could feel it, leaning into his chest as she was.
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Posted: Fri May 02, 2014 9:47 am
Goosebumps rose along the bare skin of her arms, and across her shoulders as is hands slid down along her back. Spreading in a warm, electric tingle that left half light headed. Her own hands slid up over his tee shirt, feeling the muscle under her fingertips as she pressed herself closer to him. His pulse was hamming in his chest, but her own was beating right along with it. Just a casual trip, turned date on a whim, but everything had gone right. The entire day had been perfect, right down to this moment. Lips pressed in chaste tenderness. The kiss lasted for long moments, but he would feel her smile against him before she lowered to stand flat footed again to look up at him. "I would like it very much if this was not the last date, or the last kiss, Noah." Asking him straight out to be her boyfriend just felt...juvenile. They were soldiers, she could be a little more sophisticated in her wording. "It feels good to hold your hand. I like spending time with you, I like you."
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Posted: Sat May 03, 2014 6:08 am
"I'd, I'd like that too," Noah answered, blinking hazily, and offered Peyton a sweet, unguarded smile. Today had been good, more than good, uncomplicated and wonderful, and he'd enjoyed sharing that with just her. He wanted more, but it didn't have to be now. They could take it slow and careful, not push too hard, wait till it felt right. He didn't want to mess this up. They could be friends and be together; he was starting, cautiously, to believe that that was possible. "I really like you." Maybe that was silly, to say it like that. It sounded a little bit like kids on the playground declaring that they like-liked each other. But he didn't know any other way to adequately express what he felt. He wrapped his arms around her and held her for a little longer, marveling at her warmth at the feel of her, and then let go, a little reluctantly. He didn't know if he could sleep, though he was tired. But he should try. They'd need to be rested for tomorrow, when this small break from the rest of their lives was over.
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Posted: Sat May 03, 2014 8:13 pm
A brilliant smile lite up the Sun's face as he told her he liked her, and she melted into his arms again, holding tightly with small hands pressing on his back, holding him close. Now she could hear his heart, ear pressed to his chest, beating fast and heavy, all because of her. When his arms loosened she didn't really want to let him go, but it was late, and they had to be up early. If they didn't let go now they might not at all. A little voice at the back of her mind asked if that would really be so bad, but she squashed it down, pushed it away. It might not, but she didn't want to rush things. Noah seemed as new to this whole situation as she did, they could move slowly, at least for now. She did, however, reach up to cup his cheek as she stepped back from him. Fingertips curled against his jaw, she drew him down again so she could lay another soft kiss on his mouth, then his cheek, before letting him go. Tired, she wasn't at all sure she'd be able to sleep either, but it sleep eluded them too long then they could lay awake together. They could talk, share whispered conversations in the dark. It would be fine. Tomorrow they'd go home, and life would return to normal, but now there would be a lovely little bright spot there that hadn't been before.
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