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I stand at the dresser in the motel room, hesitating. My hands tighten around the shirt I'm holding. I'm just not able to make myself put it on. I turn my head sideways, listening to (y/n)'s breathing. She is still asleep. It's now or never. I sigh and stand there for several more seconds. Then I hear the bed shift and arms slip around my bare waist, small hands spreading over my chest. I lean back into her, her warmth comforting.
"Are you leaving?" she asks softly. We rent hotel rooms in order to spend the night together. We both feel it inappropriate to stay in each other's rooms on Xavier's campus. Unfortunately, that means we don't get a lot of time together.
"I don't know," I waver. "I should...."
"I don't want you to go," she whispers. She kisses my back and I shiver. Hardly able to stand it, I turn around and kiss her. Sometimes, I almost like not being able to see. It heightens every other sense. I feel her soft lips moving against mine, her sweet scent drifting to my nose, her smooth hair slipping between my fingers, and her slender hands gripping my neck. It's the most wonderful experience. My hands slip under her shirt, running up the sides of her waist. She shivers from my cold hands and presses closer to me, nearly driving me crazy. I start walking her back to the bed, never breaking the kiss. I carefully lower her onto the mattress, finally pulling away to kiss her neck. She's gasping for breath and I'm not doing much better.
"Scott," she murmurs when she can speak.
"Yes?" I mumble into her neck. Her hands grip my arms harder when I kiss a particularly sensitive spot. I smile, sinking lower over her.
"We should stop," she says. I pause. She's ever the voice of reason. Worse than me. I kiss her shoulder, then press my forehead against hers.
"You're right," I say. We stay like that for awhile though, waiting to catch our breath and simply enjoying the closeness.