JONSIE POO private
He could feel his heart race. It was so unreal, and honestly terrifying in any other given situation. Her touch was so amazing, it made him wonder why he didn’t admit his feelings sooner. Orion just didn’t know that things would flow so naturally like they were at this very moment.
He was happy that he took that jump, it was so much better than sitting by the sidelines, feeling helpless as he watched the girl he loved suffer time and time again. This was definitely one of those few moments that Orion actually had faith in himself—he knew he could make her happy. There was no longer a doubt about it. ”I couldn’t agree more.” Sure their encounters in the past were thrilling, but they always ended so… quickly. It dulled the emotional factor immensely. His hands moved freely along her back, her spine, her shoulder blades. It was almost as if he was trying to match her own euphoric maneuvers. How was this so pure? How was this so natural? These were only some of the questions lingering about in Orion’s head, but they were also questions that he didn’t mind not having answers to. There was do much to think about in this simple setting. “I am a fond believer in never letting looks deceive me.” He replied, a smile on his face as he rested his chin on top of her head. “Oh I know I am. I’m very lucky.”
This. This must be what heaven was like, if such a place existed. Belle thought as she curled into him, sharing his warmth, his gentle strength. She couldn't help the little sigh that escaped as he rubbed her back. In the past, there had been fire, a race to the finish, but this tenderness was new and pretty and she wanted to cherish it forever.
For once in her life, everything stopped rushing around a hundred miles an hour. Things stopped crashing down on her head, and she didn't find herself looking for pitfalls or shortcuts. She didn't need promises of a happy future, or some drama to feel like she was okay, she just needed this. Right here. And she swore to herself that she wouldn't take a single moment of it for granted.
She felt a giddy sort of contentment that made feel as bubbly as the champagne as she wove her hands up, across his shoulders and around his neck to pull him back down for another kiss, short and sweet and right. Pulling away to smile at him, she responded "I'm a firm believer in luck. Do you believe in being lucky, Orion?" She taunted just pulling away enough to grab both of his hands in hers.
