[ He moves up and down. Another gentle moan finds it's way out against his lips. She can feel him at her hips. A wave of emotions strike her then that she's certainly not used to. Desire, wanting to give up control, her stomach tightening. Her while body shudders and her lower back arcs up into him as his finger hooks the loop of her jeans.
He has answered her unasked question, but another one simply takes its place in her eyes. With me? Are you sure?
She can feel the skipped beat inside her. Not her heart, but, almost from falling out of synch with him? That wavelength or frequency or whatever faltering because she's ... scared. Not that he'll hurt her, but that he'll wake up and come to a realization it wad a horrible mistake. He may think it's wrong because of their age gap or that she's too crazy. What if the moonshine wears off in the morning and he says all of it was a poor choice influenced by it?
« I don't want that. I don't want him to ever look at me and think what everyone else does. I don't want to stand there in the room holding the poster as he walks away to be like everyone else...
I don't want to be alone. I want to go home. »
Except, she hasn't had a home in a long time.
Jesse raises her fingers to his cheeks. Maybe it's all too much to ask from him. He might want to just indulge in the feeling and then no strings after that. He's said other wise, but people say things. ]
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He has answered her unasked question, but another one simply takes its place in her eyes. With me? Are you sure?
She can feel the skipped beat inside her. Not her heart, but, almost from falling out of synch with him? That wavelength or frequency or whatever faltering because she's ... scared. Not that he'll hurt her, but that he'll wake up and come to a realization it wad a horrible mistake. He may think it's wrong because of their age gap or that she's too crazy. What if the moonshine wears off in the morning and he says all of it was a poor choice influenced by it?
« I don't want that. I don't want him to ever look at me and think what everyone else does. I don't want to stand there in the room holding the poster as he walks away to be like everyone else...
I don't want to be alone. I want to go home. »
Except, she hasn't had a home in a long time.
Jesse raises her fingers to his cheeks. Maybe it's all too much to ask from him. He might want to just indulge in the feeling and then no strings after that. He's said other wise, but people say things. ]