<div class="floatleft">(http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u133/kokotigress/Elliquiy/Eternium/Domino_zpsojujanwd.png)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: courier new;"><strong>Name:</strong> Domino Rocha<br/><strong>Age:</strong> 19<br/><strong>Status:</strong> 2nd year student | Forever Silver!<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong> <del>Gray Jersey (open)</del>, navy sports bra, baggy jeans, canvas belt, Converse<br/><strong>Location | Date:</strong> Skate Park | September 10th, 10am - ?<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong> Shane </span><hr/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: palatino linotype;">Domino had held out some small hope that kissing Shane would end up feeling like kissing her sister or something equally as unappealing but no such luck. In the second that their lips met it was like some secret part of her that she'd kept gripped tight in an effort to deny its existence eased its painful grip and her whole body woke under a shiver of heat that had absolutely nothing to do with the sunlight that beat down on them. Shane's adorable whimper was echoed with a hungry moan of surrender and Domino found herself aching to get closer, audience be damned. Twisting more, the hand that had first balled in Shane's tee now released the fabric to slide up around her neck as if that might somehow accomplish her goal and she was rewarded with the feel of her best friend's hand landing on the smooth expanse of her lower back. The touch brought with it thoughts of those hands elsewhere on her body and dear gawd her nipples hardened beneath her sports bra. She probably should have been at least a little ashamed but this was Domino we were talking about, shame really wasn't a thing.  <br/><br/>Still, if her brain had continued to function properly--and, you know, her mouth wasn't busy--she'd have said she hadn't meant to do this. Her intentions for the day had not included finding a way into her friends pants or testing the limits and therefore the strength of their relationship. She flirted, yes, but only because it had seemed that they had an unspoken agreement. One she knew she'd never be able to go back to after getting a taste. Hell, she'd only taken a sample and she wanted more. Which too was against the rules. <br/><br/>Then again, Domino and rules had never really gotten on terribly well to begin with. <br/><br/><em><strong>"We should... we should get out of here."</strong></em><br/><br/>Bad idea number two. But hell, she was already in trouble and clearly her brain had already dived into her trousers if the slightly fuzzed feeling she got trying to process that sentence was anything to go by, so why not?<br/><br/>"I guess so. Think I might have ruined your chances with the flock over there anyhow." She murmured breathlessly, trying for some levity and failing given her lashes were just barely starting to lift to reveal dark eyes gone soft with pure <em>want</em>. Her lower lip tucked beneath the press of her teeth briefly and her tongue swiped the last traces of their kiss from her tingling flesh. And yet, despite her agreement she didn't rush to move away or stand. Lingering with her forehead pressed against Shane's her fingertips rubbed gently against the nape of her neck and toyed with ends of her hair, indulging in the moment for as long as it could last simply because she already knew it wouldn't. She was such a sap.<br/><br/>"Where do you want to go?" She whispered, wondering if it would even matter anyway. </span>