-The taste of her lips stills on his. His eyes are looking at every detail on Willow's face. He noticed what she looks, also the breathing. The anxiety he feels makes him to approach her even more. His whole body was trying to feel her. He's so rough. A whisper falls from his mount, it sounds in a warm tone. Not as usually be.- It maybe mean that you have to travel and explore even more that we can imagine. -He finally offered her arms as a place for her. But he couldn't ask for an hug. Even taking it feels hardes than a kiss.- I want to be with you until you find them all. Then I will be satisfied. -He stills quiet after that, expecting a response in more than one way.-
—She was going to answer that she went to a river only once in her life, but the sudden warmth of Johns lips sealed hers, and took her breath away. She didn't even have time to blink, and as he closed in, she could only see his blurred face. Her lips stayed slightly open, and her eyes were set on John's mouth, in that severe line if lips he wore as he spoke.— I don't know about rivers, but I know about the ocean, and the ocean can suck in the pieces, and they can be forever lost. —she paused to draw some air, and it was quite a desperate gasp, as if she had forgotten how to breathe.— But some other times, stuff might show up on the other side of the country, or the planet. —she paused again, but this time, her lips remained closed, if only for a bit.— What if my pieces are too far away?
Life is like a river, even if you are trapped in the wave, every lost piece will come back. Before and after us. We just have to pick them when we reach them. -He had to close up to her face before answer. His voice was just quiet as wind, deep like ocean and heavy as his own life. When he finished, just a stolen kiss was a start of his leaving.- Or maybe I'll find them before you.
How so, if they were left behind...? —she inquired, with that tired tone of hers, so soft, that it was more of a weak murmur than anything else. But soon she felt the warmth of his breath caressing the tip of her nose, and as her lips felt that too, they started to throb. Her lips closed, quivering, as she tried to swallow.—
They will appear by their own. -He approached, talking in a quiet but serious tone. He stop once he could feel her breath. So close to her lips.- You are the only who fell. And there you are.
Uh, well.. I... I guess you'll have to pick them up yourself. They may have fallen behind a way back. —she muttered, her lips curved as she felt the coolness as warmth.—
