Years Old
Scars run skin deep
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Post by Faye Perez on Apr 3, 2011 23:31:06 GMT 2
Her body trembled, her head dropping to rest in the crook of his neck, fingers brushing through his hair as she lifted her head once more, lips seeking is in a hungry kiss. She almost hated him pulling away from her, her body felt empty and alone without him pressed hard against her, but damn it if it hadn’t just been damn right amazing. She had never known just how much she loved him as she did in that one moment, all the feelings and emotions she knew he never actually conveyed to her, was shown in a heated moment of passion.
Letting out a soft sigh her hand moved down his cheek, cupping it gently, they had been put through so much shit, tested beyond anything, put through more shit then any couple should ever have to be put through, and she was still here, but more importantly so was he, if he was going to run, hurt her he would have done so before now….right.
Shaking away her own thoughts she dropped only far enough to pull up her earlier discarded jeans, fastening them back in place, before her dark eyes turned back to him, “I just want normal Jack” SHe stated, even now she sounded so defeated, if only a heated moment could change everything that had happened, everything she knew was going to happen.
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Years Old
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What's the point of being an outlaw when you've got responsibilities?
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Post by Jack O'Conner on Apr 4, 2011 21:15:38 GMT 2
Even after the contact broke between them, he could still feel her warm skin against his and how she had felt so perfect underneath him. Communicating his feelings in words was a lot harder for him than it was physically, on more than one front, but even if he didn't tell her enough, he did love her. He'd had to miss her for far too long, the hospital, before that.. But he didn't want to think about it, not now or preferably ever.
He bent down, pulling his own pants back up and buckled his belt while his eyes moved on to her at her words. He left his shirt on the ground where it was, his brow furrowing slightly while he lifted his hand to brush a strand of her hair to the side of her face.
"And I want to give you normal, I do.." And then there was a 'but' that he swallowed. He wanted to be able to promise her normal, whatever 'normal' was, but could he even give anything close to it to her? They had already been through so much shit, most of it caused by him. He had changed since the beginning yes, but than he had also promised her many things before already, and none or barely none of those things had he managed to keep.
"I'm not even sure normal is an option with me." He finally softly admitted, giving her a strained and far from happy smile. He had promised her honesty, but saying it.. felt like hell.
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