Hanging by a Moment [el/fs]

[Blake O'Sullivan]

Finally after parking the car in her spot at the apartment complex, they were out of the car, with at least the food and she found herself at her door with El. She was fiddling with her keys and sighing softly as she could not see. Wishing she left on a porch light. But with nobody around, she could cheat. Hoping that El wouldn't be too uncomfortable, if at all. She closed her eyes and focused her energy to the designated spot. Soon, her hands began to glow a white light. Her eyes reopened and she found the key to her home, unlocking the door. Before she could let them in; the light faded till her hands were back to normal. She turned the knob and they were inside.

She stepped into the kitchen to set the basket down and get everything they decided to bring up out of the way. But it was a simple set down. Her gaze met El's and she smiled, "[b)We can do the rest later.

[/b]" feeling bad, she but her lip and lowered her eyes, "Hey... Sorry for that... What I did out there..." she swallowed and hoped she didn't offend him, and if she had - not by much. But enough of this. She waved him to follow her, so he could see the art work.

She went down the hall, not into her room. But an extra room that had a bed and a lot of art supplies including an eazle and some canvases and large drawing pads. There were several soft pastel portraits of herself. Not on the walls, but what he could see were some of her just smiling a big smile, but the focus was the rose in her curled hair and her red lipstick in the drawing. There was even one of her black kitty, curled up in a ball on her bed. There were a lot of drawings. But the one she wanted to show him was a canvas charcoal drawing that was hung up on the wall.

She looked up at him and smiled, "There it is..." she said softly and bit her lip. What more could she say? She wanted a reaction from him. And in this drawing, his wings were spread and it looked like he was at an angle with his back slightly facing the viewer. The light was hitting his face as the shadows fell on his back and the wings. He had a serious, yet serene expression across his beautiful features. He was shirtless and was in black slacks. He was on a rock on a beach setting. The sun looked as if it was setting. Her green eyes looked up at him as she waited nervously for his response.[/blockquote]

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He inwardly cringed at the use of her magic, but he refrained from showing a reaction. It was part of who she was. While he was against it, it was not something he could force her to leave behind. He only smiled reassuringly. He did not wish to make her uncomfortable any more than he was sure she did. He followed her without a word, and when he entered the room with the drawings, he was astonished. His smile widened, and he glanced about the room, eager to see the details of her work.

She pointed out the picture of him, and he looked at it, staring silently, as if he was critiquing the work. Surely, he was not. "It seems almost familiar," he said, in a tone that showed admiration for the work. "It is beautiful." He turned to her and took her in his arms, her back to his chest, facing the beautiful piece she had done of him. He leaned down and tentatively kissed her shoulder. His lips lingered there. It was strange, this action, but his body reacted in an excited sort of manner.

[Blake O'Sullivan]

The witch smiled and tilted her head to the side to give him a better access to her. She closed her eyes and held his arms as the angel kissed her shoulder. She bit her lip and let out a heavy... But seemingly soft sigh. She was just as excited as he was. Softly reaching a hand behind his head and gently rubbing the back of his neck, "I-I am glad you like it..." she stifled a soft moan from ever being known. Her cheeks grew warm and her eyes fluttered shut.

Something came over her. She had kissed him before, but never the way they wanted. She turned herself around and cupped a cheek while the other snaked around his shoulders. Her lips caught his and she leaned into his lips. Before she knew it, she did something even more unexpected. Her tongue managed to leave her parted lips; gently licking his bottom lip as if she was asking for his permission to over step bounds for one another. She only wanted him comfortable, and she knew they both felt this, one time from another.

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His heart jumped when she pressed her lips to his. His stomach flipped. Was this what they called having butterflies? He pulled her body closer to his. Feeling her tongue on his lower lip, his breath nearly caught. It was a strange sensation. All of it, and it was sending shivers up and done his spine and making his heart feel as though he was being shocked from the inside.

Her tongue was warm and wet, and when he parted his lips for her, his tongue tasted her, and his mind was sent reeling. She tasted so good to him, and he found himself wanted more, deepening the kiss, entangling his fingers in her hair. Nothing else seemed to exist here in this moment, nothing but this. He was lost to the world then; all he wanted to do was be hers, to make her happy.

[Blake O'Sullivan]

He allowed her access to the inside of his mouth. The way he responded was amazing; also unexpected. She melted into him as she too responded to the deepened kiss. She leaned back only a little. Finally a moan escaped her lips and into his mouth. A true sign of passion and intimacy. Gosh, his tongue tasted amazing. Her tongue massaged his softly; her body pushing into his as she parted their lips.

But she didn't end their intimacy. She moved to his neck; her lips against him as she softly kissed him. She softly chuckled into this kissing. Forcing her hands up his shirt as her.gentle hands caressed his abs. Her teeth then gently bit his neck as she slid her hands up his torso to his pecks. Her lips then met his once more; repeating the heated kiss from before. Not wanting this passion between them to end. She wanted him. She wanted El, all to herself. The way she should have been with him long ago.

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This was so new and unexpected to him, and yet it felt so amazing. He did not think for a moment of whether or not this was right or wrong. He just allowed Blake to freely roam with her hands, enjoying her soft touches and kisses. Her moan had nearly made him jump in surprise, though the sound was surprisingly pleasing to his ears. It was that pleasure, though, that soon brought him to a halt.

Placing a hand over hers as it passed over his heart, his shirt between them, he gave her a soft, sweet kiss. He looked into her eyes, his desire plain as day. "Not yet," he whispered. Something had told him that if they continued, neither he nor she would be able to stop what may very well have happened next. He sighed softly and closed his eye for a short moment, before staring back at her in earnest.

"You are precious to me, Blake," he said. He wanted to show her, and he wanted to save the best for the right time. If she really wanted it then, he would give it all to her, but he desperately wanted to do something else first, to show her just how much she really did mean to him.

[Blake O'Sullivan]

His halt surprised her, but did not at the same time. Blake looked up at him and returned the innocent kiss. A smile rested across her face. He made his request. As she thought of the prior events, why should they have an encounter now? A heat of the moment was nice. But El was too good for that kind of a first encounter. She nodded and kissed him once more.

"And you are evrything... And more to me..." she said gently and removed her hands from under his shirt. Her arms wrapped around his neck, where she hopped into his arms, wrapping her legs around his waist. A sweet smile across her face as she rested her forehead to his, "I miss you carrying me." she giggled and gently brushed his hair on the back of his neck with her fingers.

She smiled and looked into his one brown eye before parting her lips to speak, "What do you want to do, El?" she asked

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He was inwardly relieved that she was upset with him for stopping, and he smiled happily down at her. Everything and more. Those words were so true, for him as well as her. He never stopped wanting to be with her, just to be near her, to hear her voice. Her additional kiss only made his smile seem to grow until it could grow no more.

Quickly reacting, he wrapped his hands about her thighs, tugging her firmly against him. He kissed her lips softly, once, twice, lingering there. He just couldn't help it. He loved her! "I want to know everything about you, Blake," he said lovingly, brushing his nose against hers. "But first, where would you like me to carry you?"

[Blake O'Sullivan]

She melted into his kindness and how gentle he was with her. It was what she needed from a man. And El was a keeper. From what her family heard about him, they all liked him, which was a plus. Her forehead rested against his. The loving feeling of him holding her was enough to force her to melt against him. She cupped his neck as she kissed his lips once. But where to go? The bedroom was a tempting place that would eventually force them to succumb to the appetites of their bodies. But on the other hand - the couch wasn't that sexy! So, "How about the livingroom? It's safer than a bedroom." she grinned and began to think. What would he want to know first? That could be anything, really. But it wasn't like she had anything to be ashamed of. He knew of the shameful things she had done to hinder their relationship in the first place. Now... He could know all he wanted.