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I have her where I want her. This time, she is backed up against the wall. My hands close to her body. I can feel her tremble, the electricity between us to great to ignore.
"Give into it, Parker," I whisper.
"I can't," she replies, softly, her eyes betray her, though.
"Why?" I lean in closer. I know that she can feel my breath on her cheek, for I can feel hers. Warm and sweet.
"If I surrender to you, I could lose everythiing," she brings her eyes to look into mine.
"'Is that so terrible?"
"Yes," her answer is weak, unsure.
"A starving soul, Parker. That's what I see. It needs to be fed," I lean in and catch her lips with mine. This time, I initiate the kiss.
"Don't? " her voice, tiny against my lips," You make me remember things I want, things I need."
"Good," I look into her eyes, and smile," We both need and want those things."
I feel wetness on her cheeks.
"Can you accept me, once you find out who I am?" she asks.
"I did, a long time ago, Parker," she looks into my eyes and realizes that what I say is true.
"Save me?" she asks.
"Surrender to me," I nod.
"Am I home?"
"We both are," I reply as her lips cover mine, freely given.
That's it . . . .I'm only thirteen so don't sue me. . .
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