Expectations

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You sat on my couch again under the white fairy lights hung on the wall. They illuminated the yellow paint as the light escaped from under the Christmas stockings hung on the wall. I stared into your dark eyes, you seemed more aroused by my stupid girl crush grin making up my entire face even though my face was in the shadows. You grabbed my hand and kissed it up my arm and I giggled each time because your gentle lips lightly tickled my skin, causing goose bumps to rise as you exhaled with each kiss. You finally reached my neck just at the back of my ear causing me to inhale one of the deepest breaths. I became slightly dizzy as if you touched my soul. I held my breath as my eyes began to roll into the back of my head until I exhaled completely. You didn't stop kissing my neck slowly behind my ears while caressing my scalp with your fingertips, slightly pulling my hair at the nape of my neck in a pulsating grip. This lasted for another ten minutes or so before I pulled away smoothly and pushed you back into the couch. I threw my leg over your lap and sat on your thighs. I began to shim up your shirt over your stomach, then forcing it past your chest. It got awkwardly stuck at your arms, causing you to wiggle the shirt free from my grip as you popped it off your head and flopping it onto the empty spot next to us. My hands caressed your chest and around your shoulders to your back. I leaned in and began to French kiss you, biting your bottom lip and digging my fingernails into your blades as you wrapped your hands under my shirt and up my back with a massaging grip. You bit my bottom lip back on the end of the next kiss, holding it in your teeth and slowly pulling it away. Your hands grabbed ahold of my waist and lifted me up off your thighs. My feet slid onto the floor, grabbing some balance but still attached at the lips. Disconnecting and holding my hands out to help you stand up as I did. You leaned in to kiss me again while shimming up my shirt up over my arms. Dropping it back on top of the other shirt. All I wore was a bra and you slowly caressed your way to remove it. I stopped you and stepped back. Leaving my hand out behind me for you to grab. I took a few steps forward as you latched onto my hand. I pulled you willingly up the stairs to my bedroom. You walked towards the bed and I closed the door behind us. You removed your pants and sat on my bed. I stared at the roses in the vase, still beautiful and vibrant yellow with red tips. I prayed as I took off my pants that you were going to stay around longer than they were expected to live in that vase.