1x1 with Jazzyleia

[stormy tom]

At this Winter laughed. "I'm glad it seems that way. Back in my old house I was a good actor. I used to trick my brother into thinking there was was a deer on the lawn and he would dash off with his gun to shoot it and I escaped. Torturing me was as much of a sport to him as hunting, maybe even more so, but he never ran from a chance to fire his gun as something living." Winter sat down beside her and stretched out his leg.

[Jazzyleia]

Jasmine shrugged. "You cant fool me that much, only every once in a while." She watched Winter sit down and then moved closer to him. She laid her head gently on his shoulder.

[stormy tom]

Winter stroked her hair and moved his head to face hers. "Do I get my kiss now?" He whispered, lips brushing hers. He loved the way she tasted, sweet just like chocolate and smooth.

[Jazzyleia]

Jasmine closed her eyes and smiled. "Do you want it?" She moved her arms so they were around Winter, entangling her fingers in his hair.

[stormy tom]

"What kind of question is that?" Winter replied in a whisper and slowly drew her in. Her put one hand on the back of her head a the other on her lower waist. His lips met hers and he kissed her, eyes closed.

[Jazzyleia]

Jasmine kissed Winter back gently. She pulled herself as close as she could get to him. If nothing else, she was keeping from injuring him more.

[stormy tom]

Winter could feel she was holding back slightly so he pulled her in farther. He didn't dare break away. The moment was too previous and he been wating too long for it. It was like finding an oasis afte walking for days in the desert starved and parched. Her kiss brought him back to life and for a moment all his pain was forgotten.

[Jazzyleia]

Jasmine kissed him a little longer before pulling away. In her mind now, the more intense their kissing got, the more she wanted but deep down she figured it was to early or maybe Winter didnt want her like that. Sighing, she looked down at her hands which were in her lap now.

[stormy tom]

Winter brushed her hair with his fingers. "What is it..?" He asked quietly, concerned and confused. He cocked his head slightly and his wild hair tipped with him, almost like floppy dog ears.

[Jazzyleia]

"I...." She tried to think of how to phrase what she was thinking but nothing came to mind. She didnt want to sound pushy so she shook her head slightly. "Nothing..."