Story: "In another world I could cinta you"
Author: edwestwick (Ana)
Disclaimer: I don’t own Gossip Girl.
Summary: “I could cinta you” Almost unable for her to hear, whispered in her dark curls it leaves her thinking that she could too.”
I will update ‘Don’t leave me behind’ next. Please let review and thanks for reading.
Soft kupu-kupu kisses down her neck. Hands grasping her waist. Not too strong to make it painful but tight enough to let her think he doesn’t want to let go. Ever.
She’s peaceful as she lays here letting him do it. She knows she shouldn’t. Well she shouldn’t come here at all but she knows she can’t help it. But this is even worse. It’s not fair. Of course it isn’t. To anyone. And even as she knows it she can’t stop. Ever.
But as she thinks about it all she can say that if she could she would only do it for him even though he knows what he’s doing and doesn’t want to stop either. atau maybe he wants but can’t. Not that she can blame him though she often does it when he points it out. But doing IT is one thing and not stopping him from worshipping her body like only he can and even will after is the other. It gives false hope. She can see it every time she finally gets herself to leave. He won’t say anything because that’s their agreement. That’s the only way because if he would talk she’s sure she would break. But he never could hide anything from her whenever she would look him in the eyes. So she sees it every time.
Yet again false hope. All his dreams about them that will never come true. She knows he would do anything, give up everything to make them happen. But it won’t and even though he knows it it’s still in his beautiful hazel eyes. She always loved his eyes.
She’s selfish. She always was and still is as she lets him ciuman and touch her like he shouldn’t because he’s not her and she’s not his – not really though they will always be in a way – to leave few moments later and go back to real life where she’s perfect lady and he’s heartless jerk and they don’t fit together. atau maybe they do but she’s just too selfish and coward to let it happen. And he loves her too much to let go and stop himself from getting hurt each time. Laying in his dark bedroom – the only place they can just be themselves - she really hopes he’ll never stop.
So she tries to save it all – his scent, his delicate touch, just him - for loveless night with her perfect fairy tale and focus only on his lips on her. It always amazes her how from rough and passionate when he sees her first time since last time and can’t wait anymore – not that she can - they are now so soft and loving it almost hurts.
“I could cinta you”
Almost unable for her to hear, whispered in her dark curls it leaves her thinking that she could too.