“You’re being extremely descriptive aren’t you?” She chuckled “you chickening out?” She added on jokingly.
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"No, just letting you know" she muttered. She pressed her lips softly to Lizzie's, pulling back slightly and kissing her deeply again, closing her eyes when she did so. She stood both of them up and placed her hands on Lizzie's waist and pulling her closer.
Lizzie shut her eyes, she just seemed to melt under Rose’s touch. Yeah, she was totally addicted to this girl.
Rose kissed her once more before slipping her tongue in Lizzie's mouth. Her breathing became ragged and heat covered her entire body.
Lizzie gasped quietly at Rose’s sudden entrance. She pressed herself, if possible, even closer to Rose.
She pulled away for a moment, "You ok?" she asked, a small laugh in her voice. She tried to catch her breath but didn't want to blow in Lizzie's face.
“Never better” she was similarly trying to catch her breath without blowing it on Rose. She wasn’t used to this type of thing and was pretty winded, as well as flustered, for several reasons.
"Can I kiss you again? Or we could lie down and talk" she muttered, regaining her breath ever so slightly.
“You can do whatever you want” she said with a smile, resting her arms on Rose’s hips. “But I do want to know more about you”
"Alright" she replied, sitting down on the bed. "What do you want to know? I'm an open book" she asked, smiling
She wanted to know everything about her, but she didn’t want to overwhelm her. “Well…what was it like for you growing up?” She asked, sitting down next to her.
"Growing up…difficult" she started, her smile dropping. "My childhood was great. I had the best mom and dad ever. I got everything I wanted, I was spoiled to the max" she laughed weakly. "But…" she inhaled…
“Rose….” Lizzie interrupted, “if you don’t want to talk about it, you don’t have to tell me” she looked Rose dead in the eyes.
"My dad owned a comic book shop. He made ok money and was always happy. My brother and I would always stay I the back of the shop, reading the books." she hummed, her gaze drifting to her hands that were placed in her lap. "One day, a couple of men came in. It was normal for people to bring in books and ask how much money they were worth. So we didn't think anything of it until the man pulled out a gun. I didn't know why, and I couldn't move. My brother said it was because he wouldn't let me go. I watched a man shoot my father" she ended, her expression going blank.
“That’s awful…” she didn’t say ‘I’m sorry for your loss’ or whatever crap people usually say, because she knew that didn’t help. She knew that Rose had probably heard that same thing a million times. And if she were Rose, she’d be sick of hearing it. Instead, Lizzie just gently took her hand, she would be there if Rose needed her.
"But yea. I miss my dad but it's been over 10 years since he died. I've gotten used to it" she replied, smiling weakly.
“You shouldn’t have to get used to something like that. No one should. There really are some terrible people in this world.” Lizzie sighed “I don’t get why we’re so self destructive as a society.”
"I know. That's also partly why I came here. I know my powers are strong and I think if I could develop them I could become something greater and help these people become better" she replied, looking up at her.
“That’s…really inspiring Rose. Really selfless too, you make me feel like a slacker, dang” Lizzie said with a small laugh
"You're not a slacker" she laughed. "But, I still haven't heard your story," she asked, kissing her softly .
She smiled faintly “well there’s not too much to tell really. I’m from a long line of Wizards who use Elemental magic. It’s an odd thing to say the least, especially in this day and age, but my parents were very proud of it. I was their little angel and they always supported me. And then there’s my little brother, he was always very sickly and in my parents’ opinion, weak. Because of how sick he always was, he doesn’t have the strength for any type of magic, his body just can’t handle the strain.” Her face darkened “Mom and Dad…never cared much about him, as if it was his fault he was sick. I did my best to keep him healthy and safe from my parents. I ended up paying most of his medical bills by myself. He’s slightly better now, but I still worry about having left him behind. I don’t think my parents would ever hurt him but…” she fell silent, there was nothing more to say, her brother meant the world to her and she hated her parents’ neglect of him.
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She smiled faintly “well there’s not too much to tell really. I’m from a long line of Wizards who use Elemental magic. It’s an odd thing, to say the least, especially in this day and age, but my parents were very proud of it. I was their little angel and they always supported me. And then there’s my little brother, he was always very sickly and in my parents’ opinion, weak. Because of how sick he always was, he doesn’t have the strength for any type of magic, his body just can’t handle the strain.” Her face darkened “Mom and Dad…never cared much about him, as if it was his fault he was sick. I did my best to keep him healthy and safe from my parents. I ended up paying most of his medical bills by myself. He’s slightly better now, but I still worry about having left him behind. I don’t think my parents would ever hurt him but…” she fell silent, there was nothing more to say, her brother meant the world to her and she hated her parents’ neglect of him.
"I hope you can help him" she replied, not really knowing what else to say. "What type of element do you work with the most?" she asked, knowing she herself worked with fire and dark magic.
“Generally I work with Earth magic, more specifically though, I use crystal and mineral magic. It’s actually really interesting!” She smiled, talking about her hobbies soothes her.
"I work with fire" she replied, kissing her softly. She loved watching her smile, she never wanted her to stop.
“Cool! Sounds like something you’d be into. Pretty feisty if you ask me” she smiled at Rose.
"Thank you" she hummed, kissing her again. She just wanted to keep her lips on Lizzie's forever and ever.
Lizzie snaked her fingers into Rose’s long, dark brown hair. “Dang you have soft hair” she muttered around the kiss.
"I'm sorry" she mumbled into the kiss, "I just really like your lips" she laughed, slipping her tongue in her mouth.