Paige & Darren Private one-on-one (@Typhoon1912)

She eased up on the kiss, making everything much more calming and relaxed between them.

He sighed softly against her lips. Even when his brain was racing and life was getting to him, she seemed to have this calming affect to him.

His exhale warmed her – his touch warmed her. Everything about him made her feel warm and safe in his arms.

He had the urge to pull away and find something to say just to make sure she was comfortable but he couldn’t seem to tear himself away from what they had started.

She kept kissing him, oblivious to the thoughts in his head and susceptible to the ones in hers. I love him.

One of his hands trailed down her body and rested on her leg as they continued kissing. I think I love her. He always had to overthink things.

Electricity surged from where his hands touched her. Another soft moan slipped out.

He shivered a little and pressed his chest closer into hers.

The electricity crackled in her ears when he pushed her further down against the mattress, and she loved it.

He let out a fluttery laugh against her lips. A thousand thoughts passed through his brain and fizzled away.

She sighed and let one hand weave up through his hair while the other continued tracing his back.

All at once he melted into her, completely relaxed. His obsession with people playing with his hair still stood.

She sighed softly.

He sighed out a gentle reply.

Her fingers crawled over his back, sometimes drawing absent patterns, other times massaging briefly.

AWWWWWW!

I like that one so much.

It's too cute!!!!!!!

I know right.

Her fingers crawled over his back, sometimes drawing absent patterns, other times massaging briefly.

Every now and again she’d hit a spot and he’d giggle against her lips softly when it tickled.

She smiled against his lips and murmured his name. "Darren…"

He had an urge to answer it like she was going to say something to him but then realized that didn't make sense. "Enjoying yourself?" was what came out instead.

She blushed. "Y-Yes…"

"That's good," He chuckled.

"Mhmmm…" Her hands rested on the small of his back comfortably.

He smiled, which only grew when he saw her blush.

Her blush, coincidentally, grew with his smile. "What?"

"What do you mean 'what'?" He chuckled. "What?"

"Why are you smiling?"