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She couldn’t help herself when she closed her eyes at the feeling of his lips on her jaw. When he spoke, Xiomara slowly pulled back to look at him and she gently ran her hand through his hair again until she started playing with the hair at the nape of his neck. With what they do, she knew that it was a bad idea to do even this let alone what Sage was suggesting at. She’s heard stories of skating partners messing up their career with just the words of fans and what they may speculate. Never be with someone you work with, that’s a general rule. But as she sat here in his arms with the feelings that crept up on her, Xiomara knew that this could never be just that. “I don’t want that, either,” she told him seriously.
Sage’s gaze never left Xiomara as he waited for her words, still feeling nervous and a little bit unsure. He wasn’t unsure about her at all - he had never been more sure of anything - but about himself. Sex wasn’t an easy thing for him, but he also hadn’t felt the way that he was feeling now before. When she spoke, a wide smile spread across his face. He needed to know that they were on the same page, needed her to know that he was giving her his heart. Sage moved one of his hands up to the small of Xiomara’s back, and in a swift motion, moved them so that she was laying on her back on the couch and he was hovering over her, supporting himself with his other arm while the hand that was on her back moved to her hip. He just looked down at her underneath him for a moment, a smile on his lips, before he leaned down and pressed a soft kiss to her lips.











