"You're the one who told me to change into it." She fired back playfully.
Before she could say another word, his arms tightened around her. He felt again the rush of happiness sink in and the, the surging tide of warmth that could leave anyone helpless and wanting more. "Y-Yeah, I was curious. Can you blame me?"
"Ooo, there's the stutter I know so well. Are you nervous? Or just turned on?" She smirked lightly.
Lillian now had a light blush along her cheeks, "I don't think I'm amazingly beautiful."
"Can it be both?" Everything blurred into nothing as he kissed her. At first, softly, but that crescendoed into the kind of intensity that would made her cling to him as the only solid thing in a dizzy, spinning world.
Lillian now had a light blush along her cheeks, "I don't think I'm amazingly beautiful."
"Yet somehow I see you as perfect,"
(I was Skyping my friend this entire time and I showed her this and she just said 'Oh okay boy I see you! I see you my future fanfiction writer!' and I just fucking died laughing.)
Her world faded around her, crumbling under her feet. The only thing left to tether her to reality, her lifeline, her lighthouse, was him. And of course she bound herself to him to keep from slipping away into the nothingness around her.
Lillian now had a light blush along her cheeks, "I don't think I'm amazingly beautiful."
"Yet somehow I see you as perfect,"
“I don’t understand how you equate emotional mess with perfect, but okay.”
(Lol, sometimes I half ass things when I write and other times I just get really into it… Oops…)
His shaking lips were filled with lust and anticipation, the closer they got the more he could feel how she sent chills down is spine. He was lost at this point and so easily at that.
Lillian now had a light blush along her cheeks, "I don't think I'm amazingly beautiful."
"Yet somehow I see you as perfect,"
“I don’t understand how you equate emotional mess with perfect, but okay.”
"Don't mind my process just go with it, trust me,"
Lillian laughed softly, “Okay, so I’m apparently perfect.”
"There you go! That's the spirit! Huzzah,"
Lillian rolled her eyes. Shr said with fake happiness, “Huzzah.”
(And then this happened! Her mom is a very religious Catholic lady and my friend, who we shall just call Maddy, just has this conversation with her.
Maddy: Hey mom!
Mom: What?
Maddy: Do we have any holy water?
Mom: Pokes head into Maddy's room Here. Hands Maddy the holy water and walks away
Maddy: Thanks mom! Tries to pass me the holy water through the screen
Me: What the f-
Maddy: Take it. You need it more than we do.)
She could feel her self-control draining away. She knew she needed to stop and think about this but she wanted him too much to do anything other than follow his lead like a lovesick puppy.
(I love this person, the comedic relief we never knew we always needed)
Her lips were soft like a rose pedal, the rose he envisioned when he thought of her. Despite that, her kiss inflicted true pain, like a bullet to the heart that he didn't know he needed so much.
Lillian rolled her eyes. Shr said with fake happiness, “Huzzah.”
"Don't sass me like that,"
(Darren's getting sassy… Oops)
(Whoops!)
Lillian grinned, “I’ll sass you all I want.”
"Ha! Bet? Don't sass!"
“Nah not feeling it tonight,” Lillian tried to play it off.
(She says thank you and that she loves you too
Me: How can you love someone you don't know?
Maddy: You're a fangirl and you ask me that question?
Me: Shit u right.)
He reminded her of fire. Starts off small and delicate but once you coax it a little, it burns bright and can grow so much. His kiss held a firey passion but he could just as easily give her heartburn.
"This is bullying and I won't stand for it," he joked.
Lillian tried to keep herself light and up beat, “But don’t you love me?”
(She says thank you and that she loves you too
Me: How can you love someone you don't know?
Maddy: You're a fangirl and you ask me that question?
Me: Shit u right.)
He reminded her of fire. Starts off small and delicate but once you coax it a little, it burns bright and can grow so much. His kiss held a firey passion but he could just as easily give her heartburn.
(She's sassy… Hrm. She reminds me of someone I know)
He reached down and grabbed her thighs, picking her up by the legs and holding her close.
Lillian tried to keep herself light and up beat, “But don’t you love me?”
"More than anything, that doesn't change my no bully rule,"
“Fine I’ll stop,” Lillian sighed over dramatically.
"Thanks babe," he laughed again. "Born actress,"
(This is what she said, and I quote, "Class like Patrick Stump, Sass like Gerard Way, Ass like Brendon Urie."
Me: I'm so proud of you.)
She wrapped her legs around his waist, securing them together once again. Why was it that they could never keep their hands off each other? She didn't think she'd ever know.
Lillian froze for a millisecond before forcing a giggle out, “Yep that’s me.”
(I’ve never been more proud but she bears a scary resemblance to sunshine… I’m shook)
They went from perfectly innocent to scandalous and dirty so fast, not that he’d complain. He backed into the bedroom and crashed over her on the bed.
Lillian froze for a millisecond before forcing a giggle out, “Yep that’s me.”
He shook his head, “So, college plans?”
