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elle bishop (notmyfirstday) wrote in stringtheory,

There were sentences and words that wanted to be spoken, the kiss denying her of such actions. Elle knew how their lips worked together, knew how they fit so perfectly and also knew that Adam could find the spots in a heartbeat - know how to kiss her the way he grown to love.

And yet, this too was different and yet it was familiar again. It was like he was trying to return those kisses in a fierce manner; powerful and controlling.

This wasn't them anymore.

Despite that, she couldn't stop him from what he wanted and her body wouldn't listen to what her brain was trying to explain. The tips of her fingers trailed over Adam's shoulders, nails digging into spots she was all too familiar with as tiny arcs of electricity was released into his skins, the muscles underneath her touch contracting and tightening.