Cindyg

“How'd he taste?"

Like a five second rule Oreo..." he said thoughtfully

A five second rule Oreo?"

A little dirty, but still sweet...”
― Amy Lane, Vulnerable

“You’re here!” She repeated, wrapping her arms around his neck and her legs
around his hips. He’d dropped his bags as she’d ran, and now he cupped her bottom in his large hands...His heart gave a giant thump, all the way down from his chest to his stomach,
and as she smiled up at him he lowered his head and devoured her mouth,
smile and all. Her lips were just as warm, and just as soft as he remembered, and her mouth tasted like peaches and cinnamon and Corinne Carol-Anne and without thought he pushed her back against the hallway wall and kissed her and kissed her and kissed her as though all their time apart would disappear in that frantic mating of tongue and lips and teeth. He wanted to take her into himself, all of her, and keep her warm and safe and happy, just like this moment when she
burst with joy, just to see him.
--Wounded
(Green and Cory, after being apart)”
― Amy Lane

“I looked at Adrian’s eyes, beautiful, mesmerizing. Not human. I didn’t feel
lonely at all. “You’ll take me places?” I asked. His answer was important, even
though my decision was already made.
“You can’t imagine where we’ll go.” He said, sincerely.”
― Amy Lane, Vulnerable

“Don’t worry, due’ane,” He murmured lowly....“Who’s Dewey Anne.” I asked him, voice gruff. He was so familiar, this Bracken, but so strange, naked next to me. I could touch
him, I realized with wonder. I could run my hands from his flank to his shoulder, and he would welcome the touch because he was mine.
You are.” He whispered, and I met his eyes. “It’s elfish, the feminine noun
for ‘other equal half’. You are my other. My everything.”
--Wounded
(Bracken and Cory)”
― Amy Lane