<hr/><div class="floatleft">(http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Mo2ahZeOfSc/VrjTjANA_3I/AAAAAAAAyOw/YaMFW9WDKjM/s1600-r/12688187_1059428557411333_305073398904424773_n.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: andale mono;"><strong>Name:</strong> Piotr Rasputin | Colossus<br/><strong>Location:</strong> First floor of the Mansion<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong> Sept. 5th, 08:00<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong> Kitty<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Getting closer</span><br/><hr/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: andale mono;"> His breath was becoming short and ragged. Her natural scent, or her perfume, or whatever it was was filtering into his nostrils with how close they were. She smelled so pretty. Her cheeks were scarlet, which meant she was blushing. That meant she was enjoying this right? He couldn't think straight. Too many thoughts and images flashing through his brain to actually focus on something right now.<br/><br/> He felt her place her face just a bit more against his hand. His fingers faintly slid down her cheek. Every time her tongue wet her lips, he couldn't help but look at them and want to lean forward, just a bit. She made a joke, and he gulped.<br/><br/> He laughed nervously, unsure of how to respond. Until he did. He just...moved forward, and his lips, pressed against hers. He kissed her, and for better or worse, he was glad he did. How long did the kiss last? He wasn't sure. One hand lovingly caressed her cheek, the other held her hip, and he just did what felt right. When it was finally over, he opened his eyes. "No...you're the only one."<br/></span><br/>