forum 1 on 1. (closed.) {Romance[[hopefully]]}

Started October 07, 2018 by @Honeybee_

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James smirked, "Yes, you're mine and mine alone and I want everyone to know." He growled.

"Well, how else are we to show that?" she asked, her voice gentle and almost seductive. Her eyes remained closed

"I don't know but I don't care. Even if I have to shout it from the rooftops people will know one way or another." James muttered before kissing down her jawline and then neck.

Lilith tilted her head back, letting a small involentairy noise of pleasure escape her lips

James smirked onto her neck, "Should we head to yours and continue this?"

"Please?" she replied, feeling his breath on her neck

(The rules say nothing too graphic in the public chat, but is there some sort of PM?)

god dammit

“I love you more.” He muttered into her lips, pulling them under the covers of the bed.

The day grew to a close, them wrapped in blankets and eachother. Lilith blinked her eyes open, the sunset reflecting off of them. She felt his arm around her waist and by the softness of his breath she could tell that he was yet to wakup. She smile gently and peered out the window beside her bed at the pink and purple sky framed in deep violet clouds.

James shifted slightly and pressed his head to her shoulder as he blinked his eyes awake, “What time is it, beautiful?” He muttered softly.

"Around seven" she replied, turning around to face him

"In the morning?" James asked, running his hand through Lilith's hair gently.

"In the evening" she replied, looking tiredly into his eyes. Her eyes caressed his facial features, loving them with a great passion.

James nodded and sighed, "I need to get home, I'm sorry." He said softly, placing a kiss to her cheek before removing himself from the bed.

"Why? Parents strict?" she asked, moving to sit up and gently pulling the blankets with her.

"Something like that." He muttered. As he stood the full extent of the markings on his back showed in the light and he quickly pulled a shirt over his head to over them. Then his pants.

"That seems untrue" she hummed, "And now that we aren't having sex I can ask about the scars on your back" she added to her last statement, pushing the blankets off of her body and walking over to him

"Lily, please. I really have to get home." James sighed and rubbed his face before his quickly tried to pull on his trainers and tie the laces.

"James…please" she whined gently. Then it all hit her square in the stomach, "Did your parents give those to you?" she asked, her face loosing all expression

James looked up at kissed her cheek gently, "Yes, they did. And If I don't get home they'll add more."

"Oh my god" she mumbled, gripping onto his hand, "James you can't go back home." she replied, her eyes subconciously counting the scars on his back, "What the hell kind of parents do that?" she added, her voice getting higher

"Mine, now please, I have to go. I'll talk to you more tomorrow I swear. I love you." He kissed her lips, "I'll see you tomorrow, I'll meet you here, okay?"

She kissed him back lightly, falling back into a sitting position on the bed, "If you come back here with fresh cuts I will kill them" she replied. She looked up at him and nodded indicating that she would see him here again tomorrow.

"Then I'd get your murder weapon ready." He said, before quickly kissing her one last time and heading off, rushing out the door and sprinting home.

(Skip to tomorrow?)

(Why not?)

Lilith woke up to a pink light sinking into her walls and carpets, the sky brightening with every passing minute. She pushed the blankets off of her body and grabbed the towel at the end of her bed, making foot prints in the soft carpet as she made her way to the washroom.

James had been up most of the night, his back ached and stung and he had to sleep on his stomach to avoid hurting himself further. He slowly pushed himself up with a grunt and a wince as he tried his best to get dressed and make himself look presentable. Even putting on a shirt hurt. He slipped out of his house and made his way to Lilith's.

Lilith slowly turned the shower to a hotter temperature and hopped in, washing away any reminents of cried off mascara from last night. The water made chills down up her back as she quickly washed herself and hopped out. She never wore makeup so she just had to brush her hair. She slipped on a black graphic 90's t-shirt and some acid washed jeans and picked up her phone as she flopped down onto the bed. She let a sigh of content escape her lips as her eyes captured the pink sunrise