Deep within his psyche, Elijah was peeling away layers of anger and neglect and loneliness.   As Maddi's lips grew insistent, Elijah grew giddy.  She was not rejecting him in any way, in fact, their complete acceptance of each other in this moment was like a well they were both drawing from.  Some say you see fireworks when you kiss a girl that intensely, but that was not what Elijah saw...<br/><br/><em>Summers at the shore</em><br/>His hand that had been making lazy lines on her spine grew bolder.<br/><em>Strawberries and cream</em><br/>Slowly, while enjoying her essence through the kiss, Elijah began to trace the lines of her body.<br/><em>Rose petals strewn on a bed</em><br/>His light fingers slid down her arm and lightly feathered each finger.  A momentary pause before they began to travel back up again, across the collarbone, down the other arm.<br/><em>Birthday parties</em><br/>A slight twitch as he drew near her underarm, she was a little ticklish.<br/><em>A roaring fireplace</em><br/>He drew a line down her breastbone to navel and slowly made concentric circles around it, like ripples going out from a pebble in a pond.<br/><em>Lying on the cool grass, holding hands, watching the clouds go by.</em><br/><br/>Elijah drew back from the kiss and looked at Maddi's radiant face.  "You are beautiful, you know.  Not just outside, but inside as well.  I have done some troubling things of late.  But I have sworn that I will not be that man ever again.  So I need to ask you.  Maddi...last name unknown...Every fiber of my body," Elijah smirked, "and I mean every fiber hungers for you right now.  I would like more than anything to make love to you."<br/>