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Accidents Happen | DCCP | 3

 

In she walked with a glass of lemonade.Her usually soft pink lips were covered in red lipstick that looked thick and sticky. Her cheeks were caked in rouge, destroying her natural glow. Her hair was still in a braid but her bangs weren't swept to the side like they usually were. Her eyes were covered in makeup, from the dark eye-shadow to the mascara.

Then suddenly she tripped over a nearby chair, making her spill the lemonade all over herself and the floor and sending her and the chair tumbling down. Concerned you hurried to her side. She was clutching her ankle and sobbing slightly. Taking care to avoid further hurting her ankle, you lifted her onto the bed, trying to console her. Once she'd stopped crying, you asked her if it was because she wasn't wearing her glasses. Before she could say anything, you reached for the glasses on her dresser, wiped the hair from her face and gently placing them on. She was certain that she was ugly, and said so. Shaking your head, you told her she was beautiful, and licked your lips before gently pressing them to hers.

In many books, a character describes a spark, sometimes one similar to a firework. You'd always thought of that as cliche, but you could find no other words to describe the kiss. One soft hand reached up to stroke the side of your face and the other one reached to rub circles on your back. Your own hands wrapped around her waist as you ran your tongue over her velvety lips, illicting a moan from her and making her shiver. You took the opportunity to slip your tongue into her mouth. Quickly, the kiss turned from sweet into passionate, your tongues fighting to gain dominance and hands roaming.

Your hands slipped up the tight tank top to find that she wore nothing underneath. When the tips of your fingers accidentally brushed against her breasts, she moaned and grabbed your shirt, pulling your bodies closer together and making your tongue travel farther into her mouth. And yet, this seemed to excite her even more, and one of her hands moved to the back of your head, pushing you closer to her.

 

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