'Aren't we a little too close?'
'Larkin, do you mind me asking… why are your eyes silver?'
'I don't like where this is going...'
Multiple lines of words actually appeared in her mind as if she wanted to say them, but she never really felt they were appropriate to be said at such a juncture. Before she could decide which one would be the most suitable, Larkin had already made a choice for her.
His soft thin lips pressed against hers, slowly sipping as if gauging her total reaction. At this point, Artie was nothing but frozen… frozen from all the multitude of movements that her body wanted to do. However, her brain seemed to decide that staying still was the best course of action.
It's just that… her decision was like a cue for him to continue whatever he wanted to do. His kisses started to be more forceful, and his tongue was already teasing her lips to open. His hand on her face moved to her further shoulder, seemingly about to pull her against him.
