KERFUFFLE
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Ahhhh, I didn't see the excluding piano bit when I first scrolled down.. xD
I'd love to play a violin or a 'cello. I love the sound of a 'cello, it's so gentle, but I love how you can always hear the sounds of the violins.
What about you?
Asher had been leaning against the wall as she entered. His eyes followed her every move for a few moments, but he couldn't help but notice her lingerie, or rather the fact that there was not much in the way of it. Asher wrapped his arms around her as she finished taking off his jacket. He opened his mouth to speak, about to tell her he was nervous, feeling like he had been the first time, afraid that he wouldn't live up to her expectation. But more than that, despite her reassurances, he was nervous about how she might react when she took his shirt off. But he closed it again, not wanting to ruin the moment with talk like that, because, in truth, things like that didn't matter. He needed her. He pressed her tightly against his chest, gazing into her eyes, feeling her breath on his lips. It all made his heart start to hammer, his feeling of want and need exploding inside of him. "I love you, too," he whispered in return, intending to hold her there until she kissed him.
I'd love to play a violin or a 'cello. I love the sound of a 'cello, it's so gentle, but I love how you can always hear the sounds of the violins.
What about you?
Asher had been leaning against the wall as she entered. His eyes followed her every move for a few moments, but he couldn't help but notice her lingerie, or rather the fact that there was not much in the way of it. Asher wrapped his arms around her as she finished taking off his jacket. He opened his mouth to speak, about to tell her he was nervous, feeling like he had been the first time, afraid that he wouldn't live up to her expectation. But more than that, despite her reassurances, he was nervous about how she might react when she took his shirt off. But he closed it again, not wanting to ruin the moment with talk like that, because, in truth, things like that didn't matter. He needed her. He pressed her tightly against his chest, gazing into her eyes, feeling her breath on his lips. It all made his heart start to hammer, his feeling of want and need exploding inside of him. "I love you, too," he whispered in return, intending to hold her there until she kissed him.