Blind date rp (one one one)(closed)

"Mmm…" she moaned as the intensity increased. Still, she was wary of his illness and was now prepared to back off at any time.

This time he bit her lip. hoping she'd get the hint.

Hesitantly, she let her tongue slide into his mouth. Oh God, oh God, don't screw this up…

He smirked and placed his other hand on the side of her head deepening the kiss.

Her arms slipped around his neck and brought her closer to him.

He moved his hand so they were around her waist.

She strained against the center console to get closer to him.

He leaned in closer enjoying the kiss.

She let her tongue explore his mouth and she felt herself becoming… truely happy.

After a while he pulled away out of breath. "S-Sorry…I-I…" his face was flushed.

Bridget pressed her forehead on his. "Why are you sorry?" she asked, out of breath as well.

(I'M SINGING DEH)
"I didn't think…T-That would happen…"

(Lol)

"Did I go too far?" she asked softly. "I'm sorry."

(NO LIKE ACTUALLY SINGING. THIS IS WEIRD. I HAVEN'T SANG IN THREE YEARS)
"N-No not at all."

(OH THAT'S SO COOL!!!! ;D)

"Are you feeling alright?" she asked, cupping his face gently.

"Yep." he said softly.

"Then why are you sorry?"

"I-I don't know…"

"Don't be sorry for nothing," she whispered.

"O-Ok…" he said quietly moving his head further into her hands.

She kissed him lightly. "Are you sure you're alright?"

"Yeah." He smiles.

"Are you enjoying this?" she asked, gently kissing him again.

"More than you think."

"Mmm…" she hummed, continuing the intervals.

He finally had enough and kissed her softly. "Payback."

She smiled against his lips. "I'm not complaining…"

He laughed and pulled away. "Coffee," he states. "But first clothes."

"Right," she replied, reluctantly sitting back in her seat. This was strange: no one had ever made her feel this way before.

After a while, he started up the car.