Puppy Love
04-23-2013, 08:44 PM
He felt very much like a puppet on strings. She of course was in control of those strings, leaving him without any semblance of control over his emotions or actions. He wondered briefly what it would be like if he hadn't met her. Would he have fallen for someone else? Was this a normal thing, or was she just something special? He would choose to believe the latter. She was special and he knew it, he didn't need convincing. He only wondered how much stronger his feelings could possibly become - or if they might cap off at some point and stay there for all of eternity. It was likely that they would, but some part of him felt like he could continue falling for her head over heels each and every moment of each and every day. She kissed his lips gently and he knew everything he'd been thinking was true - and then some. He would return her gesture with a caress of his own, drawing his tongue slowly across her cheek, as if pulling it away would be torture. Indeed it was, as the salmon being finally slithered back between unhinged jaws. The ravine. He liked the idea, but it was risky. Her brother - if he noticed her gone - would surely go there first. The ravine is fine, but I don't want to linger there long.. He tried to play it off as innocently as he could, but she would probably pick up on his uncertainty. She knew him well enough to read that plainly on his face. It would certainly be easier to locate her there, as opposed to the tall grasses that surrounded them here. For a moment he drew his eyes away, surprised at how little attention he had paid to the fact that they were nearly invisible to anyone who might be looking for them. Wow, he breathed, almost in a whisper. Attention would turn back to the girl. Not fast enough, he huffed with a sigh. He'd barely lasted a single week without seeing her, much less two. But he knew he'd be busy in those two weeks, and most likely his mind would be occupied. Not that that would ever fully keep her out of his mind. He leaned into her slightly, attempting a kiss at her cheek once more. I hate to do this, but we'd better start thinking about heading home.. they'll be looking for you. He was less concerned about himself, though the odds that his own family had noted his absence as well were high. Still, he mostly just wanted to be sure he didn't have another run-in with her brother. Mav speaks, pip speaks, |