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— May I touch it? – I could hear her steps breaking the barrier I created, I could hear them coming in
— My scars? – She nodded her head with a step closer, and a curious hand with close fist — Yes – A whisper answered her question and some steps where made suddenly intrusive thoughts dominate my mind and noise surrounds me , cornering me far back there.
Until
An indescribable chilly feeling aroused from my interior to spreed throughout my skin whose hairs stood up electric noticing her warm and comforting hands
— Sorry.–Hazel reacts pulling her hand away regretful while the waves of energy increased when my eyes read her soul and that distinct feeling of so called "Home" overpowered me over and over again whenever we get close.
— You can touch it. Is okay – With those words , she processed to come closer, touched my scar looked me in the eyes and told me what I never imagined to hear although she has spoken before, repeatedly .
— You are so handsome. So genuine, delicated, precious. I wish you knew that.
—...– A whole planet formed inside my throat unable to answer, shot dead hypnotize by the Hazel caramel dazzling eyes she owns. Killing me further with a smile that faded with time, my skin grew used of her touch, scared I wasn't anymore , surprised is the word
Surprised my mind gets everytime our lips softly brush and rush into kisses that show devotion and passion, things that I can now describe as what I dreamed of.
— May I touch you more? May I touch your hair?– With her hands ready far from my skin, close to her chest she asked and I couldn't refuse.
Her thumb caressed my cheek nicely while her other four fingers played my skin like piano tiles in harmony climbing slowly and patiently upper my neck, following the curls on the base, the baby curls.
Her full hand enter and explored the mass of messy hair I have, it felt like spring. Warm, new, adventures and glorious .
Sweet, colorful spring, with music in the air, pure blue sunny day, a lake , a heaven, She.
A Touch so dedicate , that my knees got weak and my eyes couldn't resist but to close and get transported to the fardest lands . I met heaven with her touch
Soon both of her hands were living fingerprints on my skin, face, hair and scar.
Her eyes examined me beyond what they could see, deeply I didnt wanted to meet the end of It.
— May I come closer? I want to tell you something.
I shook my head prepared to feel her energy through her breathe, she whisper words on my ear, those that I couldn't translate the meaning nor the impact. It changed my world once again
Hazel brought my hands to her hip , where I insecurely held with care, her body is a delightful view , with sweet citric smell, vanilla and honey on her hair.
Her hands travel through my chest area, the one I dislike the most and she knew.
On every touch she gave me a new hope with words, complimenting what I call to be flaws and disgusting. Afraid I was but relaxed she made me feel, soon i took a step with bravery I held her neck , caressed her cheek and stared at her lips long enough to take a second step to her lips.
Soft, fully, voluminous they were
Healers, care takers, lovely and unique they were
Hazel took over my lips with passion , fiercely passion and sexiness, I breathe or searched for breathe unable to stop the dependcy that grew over the time, felt her skin rubbing against mine and closer she came,taking a seat on top of my thighs, my lap was all hers at that moment and my hands trace her tiny curls
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Teen Fiction-Look at me! Look at my body and don't you dare to lie and say that is normal. People look at me like I was a disease, a contagious disease who gets attached to you, like a virus, travels through your body burns your hope, range shots your dreams...
