It was habit to make herself lighter when he grabbed her. She was nearly weightless by the time she locked her legs around him, green hair a wispy halo around her head. She should have made herself heavier, just to fuck with him, but he was stronger now than usual and she didn’t want to waste the energy, because she found she was enjoying kissing him, more than she’d originally planned too.
There was something desperate and possessive in the way his lips moved against her, and in the way he pressed her body against his. Veronica thought she’d been kissing him out of spite, to prove a point. She’d already forgotten what that was.
The blood should have bothered her more than it did.
Whatever noise he was making vibrated against her mouth. He didn’t stop kissing her, so she assumed it was a positive sound. Veronica pulled her mouth away from him, she pressed one last quick peck on his lips before lifting her face mostly out of his reach. “What do you want, Michael?”
She stared down at him. She was asking a lot of things at one time, as she pondered the contrast of his behavior. He’d gone from pushing her away to pulling her closer. Giving her his jacket and his attention, when she’d hardly been able to get his time. What did he want right now? What did he want later? It didn’t feel like the right time to ask, but she did so anyway.
There was something desperate and possessive in the way his lips moved against her, and in the way he pressed her body against his. Veronica thought she’d been kissing him out of spite, to prove a point. She’d already forgotten what that was.
The blood should have bothered her more than it did.
Whatever noise he was making vibrated against her mouth. He didn’t stop kissing her, so she assumed it was a positive sound. Veronica pulled her mouth away from him, she pressed one last quick peck on his lips before lifting her face mostly out of his reach. “What do you want, Michael?”
She stared down at him. She was asking a lot of things at one time, as she pondered the contrast of his behavior. He’d gone from pushing her away to pulling her closer. Giving her his jacket and his attention, when she’d hardly been able to get his time. What did he want right now? What did he want later? It didn’t feel like the right time to ask, but she did so anyway.
I fear no fate (for you are my fate, my sweet) I want no world (for beautiful you are my world, my true) and it’s you are whatever a moon has always meant and whatever a sun will always sing is you.
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