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Post by fabiolamustang on Jun 24, 2008 0:41:21 GMT -6
Riza rested her head over Scar's chest and did not answer with words but placed one hand over his chest and took Scar's right hand and placed it right in her chest, over her heart so he could hear her heartbeating. She closed her eyes and held the Ishballan's hard tighter.
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Post by Scar on Jun 24, 2008 0:57:36 GMT -6
The Ishballan serial killer did not speak. He merely stared down at the military officer infront of him. What was she...She couldn't mean...No...It was an utterly absurd idea! And yet, he didn't pull away. He knew he should...But he didn't. His free hand came to gently stroke her face..He needed to stop. Slowly, he leaned towards her...It wasn't too late. He could pull away, it would be so easy! And then their lips met, and the deal was sealed.
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Post by fabiolamustang on Jun 24, 2008 1:07:24 GMT -6
Riza got surprised when feeling the Ishballan's lips against hers, but it couldn't feel better, as if of an inner feeling that crossed her entire body, she started kissing him softly, and placing her arms around his neck, her body came closer to his, feeling every muscle of his defined abs.
Even if it was wrong or if she know she shouldn't do that, she couldn't fight against that feeling that moved the tears away.
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Post by Scar on Jun 24, 2008 1:26:50 GMT -6
They both knew it was wrong..that they shouldn't..But it seemed that neither cared. Therefor, Scar didn't stop. He held the amestrian woman close, as if she were a prize, and savored the moment. His arms slipped around her waist as he pulled her closer, deepening the kiss. Finally, he broke away, and looked down at her, his breathing harder, his heart pounding against his chest so hard he feared it might leave an indent.
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Post by fabiolamustang on Jun 24, 2008 1:38:30 GMT -6
She stared at his dark red eyes. Slowly, she stole another kiss from the Ishballan, a deeper and passionated kiss than before and got even closer, feeling the shape of his body couldn't helping but growing in her excitement.
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Post by Scar on Jun 24, 2008 1:43:47 GMT -6
Scar stared back into her eyes... Red. Like an ishballans eyes...But, she was clearly not ishballan. Her milky qhite skin was an obvious testimony to that. But none the less, she was beautiful. The Ishballan wasted no time to claim another kiss from the small woman.
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Post by fabiolamustang on Jun 24, 2008 1:49:30 GMT -6
Riza pulled him back into the room, now the bed seemed much more smaller than before. Waiting for the sexy man to act, Riza stood in the door's entry, still holding the Ishballan's big and warm hand.
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