i used to dream in the dark of palisades park.
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Happenstance [M]
POSTED ON Jan 5, 2023 2:18:35 GMT
[nospaces] [attr="class","seb"] [attr="class","sebtext"] Seb itched to put his arm around Yumi when she leaned closer to him, the compulsion so strong he actually started to do so, only to divert his arm to the back of the bench at the last second. They'd only just met, after all. All the same, he felt inextricably drawn to her, like some kind of undeniable magnetic force.[break][break] "No, actually," he admitted truthfully to her inquiry. "I just wanted to spend some more time with you, I guess." He shrugged somewhat nonchalantly, but his eyes continued to betray his desire, drinking her in. She really was beautiful, her features elegant and refined, but far from fragile. She carried herself with an obvious confidence, her self-assurance attractive and her haughtiness amusing. She's nothing like Beatriz, he noted, thinking of his dour, soft-spoken ex-fiancé for the first time in years.[break][break] When had he moved closer? He could smell her - rich cocoa from the hot chocolate mixed with some kind of floral scent reminiscent of jasmine. Her cheeks were flushed from a combination of the cold and his obvious effect on her. He wasn't a fool, he could see the way she was looking at him too.[break][break] As if in a daze, Seb set his own untouched hot chocolate down on the bench, then brought his hand to Yumi's cheek. The glove he wore prevented him from being able to feel her porcelain skin, but it hardly mattered. Time slowed down around them, the sounds of the other ice skaters fading away into white noise. With a swift, graceful, and decisive motion, he closed the gap between them and kissed her.[break][break] She tasted of chocolate and some other sweetness - her taste, unique - and damn, it had been some time since he'd kissed a woman, let alone one he wanted as badly as Yumi. A hunger grew in the pit of his stomach, and the kiss intensified: passionate, devouring. Shifting his body so that he could pull her onto his lap, he accidentally knocked his forgotten hot chocolate onto the ground. The sudden sound of splattered liquid jolted him, causing him to realize that he was kissing a stranger on a bench at a public ice rink.[break][break] He pulled away abruptly, expression apologetic. "Fuck, I'm sorry," he swore, shame surfacing, though not entirely replacing his lust. His heart thumped in his chest, every nerve in his body telling him to go back to kissing her. "I don't usually...do that sort of thing either, I - "[attr="class","sebooc"] [break] [googlefont=Montserrat] [newclass=.seb]--accent:#e76254;[/newclass] [newclass=.seb]font:12px Roboto;letter-spacing:.2px;line-height:15px;[/newclass] [newclass=".seb b"]color:var(--accent);[/newclass] [newclass=".seb a"]color:var(--accent);font:12px Roboto;[/newclass] [newclass=".seb i"]color:var(--accent);[/newclass] [newclass=".seb u"]text-underline-offset:3px;text-decoration-color:var(--accent);[/newclass] [newclass=".seb h1"]font:800 18px Montserrat;color:var(--accent);letter-spacing:.5px[/newclass] [newclass=".seb h2"]font:800 16px Montserrat;color:var(--accent);letter-spacing:.5px[/newclass] [newclass=".seb .sebtext b"]font-size:14px;letter-spacing:.1px;[/newclass] [newclass=".seb .sebooc b"]font-size:12px;[/newclass] [newclass=".seb .sebpkmn img"]margin:-10px -7px 0px -7px;[/newclass]
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