Henry/Amber - He Wouldn't Dare - Drabble
Slender bones that curved gently to the hallow of her collarbones, embraced in porcelein; skin glistening with a bit of sweat reflected from the sun bidding goobye.
It was a glimpse of an attraction that Henry wouldn't dare to have a second look in the coming days despite the temptation of discovering what is beyond it.
It was not Henry's place to imagine how it would feel to have the curve of her neck on his palms as he cups it; to run his thumbs on supple skin, sensitive; to make her shut up for a moment for their eyes to meet with silence,
wondering; for him to finally have an answer to his ever growing curiousity of how her lower lip would feel when he nips it with his.
No, he wouldn't dare put a name on it.
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Author's note:
In the midst of having a crisis between finishing our school year's Welcome Letter to parents and having an Henber fiction marathon, this came out of no where. This pair is creeping up my system fast! Let's start with drabble and see where it leads to. HARHAR!
It was a glimpse of an attraction that Henry wouldn't dare to have a second look in the coming days despite the temptation of discovering what is beyond it.
It was not Henry's place to imagine how it would feel to have the curve of her neck on his palms as he cups it; to run his thumbs on supple skin, sensitive; to make her shut up for a moment for their eyes to meet with silence,
wondering; for him to finally have an answer to his ever growing curiousity of how her lower lip would feel when he nips it with his.
No, he wouldn't dare put a name on it.
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Author's note:
In the midst of having a crisis between finishing our school year's Welcome Letter to parents and having an Henber fiction marathon, this came out of no where. This pair is creeping up my system fast! Let's start with drabble and see where it leads to. HARHAR!