Curling up beside him in the bunk, unable to sleep – the familiar scent rattles her to the core as she had forgotten what it was like to have her best friend home again. She moves in closer, her lips brushing against his and her hips pressing against him; he stops her, his eyes convey that his heart belongs to another as does hers.
I like the sensory aspect to it - it makes you feel like you're right there.
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Date: 2006-10-23 07:16 pm (UTC)Curling up beside him in the bunk, unable to sleep – the familiar scent rattles her to the core as she had forgotten what it was like to have her best friend home again. She moves in closer, her lips brushing against his and her hips pressing against him; he stops her, his eyes convey that his heart belongs to another as does hers.
I like the sensory aspect to it - it makes you feel like you're right there.