Status: My inspiration for this story has ceased to exist, I'm not sure if I'm able to finish it the way I want to...
Anthelion
Zenith
She sat across from me, wearing no clothes, not even a robe, and I watched her twist up her fine, golden hair until she settled on a loose braid over her shoulder. Her ocean eyes found mine and she sucked on her lip. “Did you see that, earlier?”
I looked at the tail of the braid and how it flowed into a gentle curl just below her breast.
She touched my knee, so I looked up at her and then she knew. She knew everything, and I knew simply because she knew.
“Oh. . .”
She glided her fingertips up my leg and my arm, over my chest and up my neck. She traced my chin and the outline of my jaw and finally perched her fingers on the edge of my lips. Her eyes found mine yet again, and after a moment of mutual deliberation, our lips struck, and in an instant, we became one.
I looked at the tail of the braid and how it flowed into a gentle curl just below her breast.
She touched my knee, so I looked up at her and then she knew. She knew everything, and I knew simply because she knew.
“Oh. . .”
She glided her fingertips up my leg and my arm, over my chest and up my neck. She traced my chin and the outline of my jaw and finally perched her fingers on the edge of my lips. Her eyes found mine yet again, and after a moment of mutual deliberation, our lips struck, and in an instant, we became one.
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