Perfect Assassins

Krissy:

It was like I was magnetized to him, even if I had wanted to pull away from him I wouldn't have been able to.  I hardly even remembered where we were.   

I stopped and breathed out hotly down into her shirt before kissing up to lips but I stopped teasingly right below them.

Krissy:

"You always do that to me." I said, my voice low.  My hand moved up to hold his chin still.  "I wonder if you just enjoy torturing me." 

Michael:

I looked up at her innocently. "Maybe, maybe not."

Krissy:

I smiled.  "So in other words, yes."  I traced his bottom lip with my thumb.  "How would you like it if I did that to you?" I asked softly.  

Michael:

"I might be able to stand it longer." I said softly, but I traced her lips with mine before kissing her deeply.

Krissy:

I giggled softly and kissed him back happily, laying my hand flat against his cheek.  

I smiled into the kiss and pulled back a bit looking into her eyes.

Krissy:

I looked back into his deep blue eyes. My body felt light but my heart felt heavy. I loved him so immensely that it was almost painful.

Michael:

"What should I do?" I asked her softly, tracing her cheek with my fingertips.

Krissy:

I took both his hands in mine then got to my feet pulling him up with me.

I tilted my head curious at her wondering what she was going to do.

Krissy:

I took a couple steps back then climbed backwards onto the bed. I let go of his hands to pull my shirt off, glad to see that I had my own bra on. At least I hadn’t been completely stripped by strangers.

I flashed her a smile and crawled up to start tracing her faint scars with my finger tips before moving with my lips to do the same thing.

Krissy:

I gasped softly, my eyes fluttering closed. My skin tingled and burned like wild fire wherever his lips touched it.

I traced one scar but it was stopped progress wise by her bra. I bit at her bra and pulled a bit before letting go gently.

Krissy:

I shivered then opened my eyes to slits to look at him. “You do enjoy torturing me, admit it.” I said softly, a hint of a smile playing on my lips.

I flashed her an innocent smile before moving up to kiss her deeply, while my hands rested above her head.

Krissy:

I kissed him back tenderly. After a moment I pulled away a little. “You don’t think anyone is going to come in here any time soon, do you?” I asked breathily.

I shook my head. "Doubtful, but if your paranoid about it we could always go into the bathroom. That way we would get a warning first." I replied.

Krissy:

I thought about it for a moment then shook my head. “No, I doubt they will either.”

I tilted my head. "But why did you worry about people walking in on us?"

Krissy:

I raised an eyebrow at him. “Hmm, why do you think?” I asked, playfully sarcastic.

Michael:

"I am oblivious sweetheart." I said softly, tracing her scars again.

Krissy:

I laughed softly.  "Yeah, but I didn't think you were that oblivious.  Gosh, you're more so than my brother."  I said and rolled my eyes.  "Do you realize this is the first time we have been together where one of our friends wasn't in the other room?  Where we aren't in a house stuck with my brother?  You know this is the first time we have been completely alone since...  We got engaged." I said softly.