Then and Now (semi-AU)callmeonetrackJune 20 2012, 12:55:14 UTC
She can't remember their first kiss. Oh, she knows where and when it happened of course. She remembers lying on the table, feeling the wood under her back, the heat of a candle close--too close--to her head, the smooth cloth of his pants sliding against hers as he climbed up and over her, the fleeting brush of his fingers over hers. But she doesn't remember the feel of his lips pressing hers, or the sounds their mouths made or what he tasted like--though she imagines when she thinks about it--and she does, more than she'd like, more than she should. Memory is a cruel mistress these days, because she remembers this taste of him, that combination of wine and chewing gum haunting her, taunting her when she least expects it. Worse still, leaving her hopeful. She fears the next kiss will never come
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Re: Then and Now (semi-AU)word_vomityJune 20 2012, 14:18:00 UTC
Honestly my brain is turned fully off right now, but I like this. Yup, that's as cogent as I'm able to explain it. I like this mucho mucho muchness. Pretty. Sad. Nice.
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