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Post by Adrienne Lena on Dec 24, 2007 2:03:25 GMT
Adrienne nodded, "Yeh... we could try that, I guess. However long it takes." she saw George going to get a sweater, and smiled as he came back with it. "Thanks," she said, taking it and pulling it on. It smelt like him, and was warm and comfortable. "Do you want me to leave...?" she asked. Did it have to start right now?
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Post by Fred & George Weasley on Dec 24, 2007 2:10:04 GMT
George looked away from her as she asked if she should leave. He turned back to her and ran his hands through his hair again, though it was from nerves now. He didn't want her to leave, not really, and not ever, but George knew if they never started it, they wouldn't get around to it. "Yeah. Maybe you should. It's getting late again. The last thing you need is to miss curfew, then we won't be able to see each other at all," he said, smiling slightly. George walked to the door slowly, his hand lingering on the knob and he looked at her, clearly not wanting her to leave as he thought about it.
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Post by Adrienne Lena on Dec 24, 2007 2:14:02 GMT
Adrienne nodded, and stood up. "Ok... your right." she walked towards the door, and towards George. "Do you mind if I keep this?" she indicated to the sweater, as it was cold outside. She looked at him, unable to believe that she was really not going to be with him. She moved closer, unable to resist one last kiss, though she was hesitant, as she was afraid it would be breaking the rules or something. She put her slightly shaking hand on his waist, and moved her lips closer to his, pausing, content in that moment just to be that close.
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Post by Fred & George Weasley on Dec 24, 2007 2:25:04 GMT
"Not at all," he said, letting her know she could keep the sweater. His smile faltered as she came closer to him and, as her hand on his waist told him what was coming, George's breathing was slightly shaky. He couldn't help it either though so, when Adrienne paused, he breathed on her lips lightly before closing the distance and kissing her. Keeping it soft at first, he hardened the pressure as he drew his hand off the door and around her waist, pulling her to him.
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Post by Adrienne Lena on Dec 24, 2007 2:28:10 GMT
Adrienne moaned softly into Georges mouth, pulling him to her, and deepening the kiss, her heart beating madly in her chest. They hadnt kissed like this in so long it was unbarable. She couldnt help but throw herself into it completly, holding onto him to stop herself from falling as her knees felt weak.
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Post by Fred & George Weasley on Dec 24, 2007 2:35:02 GMT
George shivered at her moan and, as his hands held her close to him, he knew that they'd already taken it too far, given the circumstances. Pulling away from her fiercely, he just looked at Adrienne for a moment, his breathing heavy and his heart pounding as he craved more. "Right then. Bye," George said, letting her go and stepping away from the door. He'd let her open it this time, because he was sure he wouldn't have the strength to show her out after that kiss.
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Post by Adrienne Lena on Dec 24, 2007 2:42:10 GMT
Adrienne wanted more, wanted it so badly it hurt. She wanted George to hold her to him again and kiss her even more fiercly then before. "Bye," she said, though she didnt move. She didnt know if she had the strength to when all she could think about was that kiss, his lips, his hands holding her pressed to him, the way he tasted... But she had to go, there was no other choice. Reluctantly, she put her hand on the door handle, and pulled it open. "Ill see you soon," she promised, before finally stepping outside.
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Post by Fred & George Weasley on Dec 24, 2007 3:10:43 GMT
"Bye," he said quietly, closing the door behind her as she left. Listening to her footsteps down the stairs, George groaned, shaking his head. He was sure they'd just made a mistake. He already missed her more than anything, missed the way she fit so perfectly in his arms, the way her lips felt against his. "For the best," he told himself, taking a deep breath to control himself. Removing his hand from the doorknob, as it had lingered to it with the urge to pull it open, George left it all alone and began to count the seconds until he'd see her again.
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