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lavender is sure that living is worse (lavishly) wrote in pandorarpg,

She followed him into the bedroom, keeping close enough so that more than hands were touching, less she feel too exposed and freak out. Once in his room she took a moment to pull off her socks leaving her in just her pajamas bottoms and there he was sitting on the edge of the bed waiting for her. Lavender felt like maybe she was at some sort of crossroads here.

It was going to be different this time, not because it had been so many years, but because of what was hanging between them. All of it. And she could have stood there longer, letting doubt or thought get the better of her, but she would rather be bold and unearth some who she was deep down.

Lavender smiled approaching him with a new-found certainty and decided that the most comfortable and best place to sit was right in his lap. Even bolder now, there was still a sort of gentleness to her motions. She wrapped her arms around him, pulling him another kiss as she lead them both backward so they would be laying on the bed. She needed him to know that she wanted this and perhaps more accurately wanted to give him this - her and not just the broken pieces that made him cry.