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PlayingMonster
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He leaned back as she pressed her body to his. His arms wrapped around her waist, pulling her closer to him. Her lips against his made him forget everything except the electricity that flooded his body. It was exactly like a craving for a drug, and she was here, right here, like a drug that he wanted and finally had. She was a different kind of drug to him. And that's exactly what she was.
One arm curled the whole way around her waist, pulling her so she was pressed to him, and the other went to her hair. His eyes were closed, and he didn't remember closing them, but he didn't care. He knew that if this could last forever, he wouldn't need food or water or drugs. This was where he was whole. They were two broken people, but maybe together, there was enough pieces to put them back together. All he needed was to taste her on his lips. And that was exactly what he had right now.
One arm curled the whole way around her waist, pulling her so she was pressed to him, and the other went to her hair. His eyes were closed, and he didn't remember closing them, but he didn't care. He knew that if this could last forever, he wouldn't need food or water or drugs. This was where he was whole. They were two broken people, but maybe together, there was enough pieces to put them back together. All he needed was to taste her on his lips. And that was exactly what he had right now.