<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;"> After the solidification of their relationship, he had honestly planned to sit, talk, maybe just watch the day go by before finding something else to do with Kitty. He wanted to make this special for her, because she was special to him. However, he felt the spark when his lips met her neck once more. Something like a magnet that kept him right here because she was.<br/><br/> It didn't take long for her fingers to slide into his curls and start tugging. He grunted softly into the manipulation, showing he enjoyed it, and just kept on kissing her. <br/><br/>Nothing was out there he could think of that would get him to stop. And since Kitty wasn't telling him to either, there was no reason in the world that could keep him off Kitty Pride. He hadn't expected her to start grinding on him like that, a move which he returned, starting to grind against her as well. It felt too good not too. In a shaky voice, she said she should leave...but she didn't <em>want</em> to leave. <br/><br/>It seemed to him she'd already made her choice. "Weren't." 'Kiss' "We." 'Kiss' "Just." 'Kiss' "Talking." 'Kiss' "About doing what <em>we</em> wanted?" His final words were accentuated by his hands sliding down to her thighs, then up to her hips, back down, and one slow grind showing her that since their embrace had started, he'd gotten pretty excited. <br/><br/></span><br/>