*her arm was wrapping up around his neck gently, and she was tugging him closer to her. a sign he was doing good; but his logical mind had been thrown for a whirl around by the second kiss. it still felt wonderful, still felt like the magic that he’d finally experienced with his first one with her, his first kiss ever. ever. jack shivered again, unable to help it, as the hand not lost in her hair pressed against her lower back gently.
he could feel her warmth, her…. love? affection? adoration? whatever the feeling it was, he could feel it. and it felt … words were failing him, words were a lost art when she kissed him and he knew he’d never be the same after this. he’d still be jack, same quiet, composed, artistic jack but a jack who knows he could embrace the girl with the long sandy colored hair and beautiful eyes. to know he could kiss her, when she’d walk through the door. to be able to hold her close like this when watching a movie together. to kiss again when they have to part… oh. nothing but bliss.
and that’s when Roxy, deciding she’d had enough of not being the center of attention, leaped up onto katelynn’s lap*
She broke away to squeak in surprise, the magic fading from her eyes as she looked down at Roxy who was currently demanding attention from her. She smiled softly at the dog, a part of her grateful the moment had been interrupted as she was sure she was going to make a fool out of herself crawling all over him and making it into a make out session.
Baby steps..
“Awww did you want a kiss too, sweetie?” She softly asked the pug, kissing her nose. “There you go.”
she’s a jealous little lady, a-aren’t you Roxy? *he, too, is almost grateful for it. he had no idea how to kiss properly, and he hadn’t known where to go from there. he wanted to touch her; but what was she comfortable with? she’d called herself damaged goods. that didn’t sound right. but he knew in time she’d tell him, once she was comfortable.*
come to daddy… *he opens his arms and Roxy wriggles away from Katelynn to tumble into his arms and he picks her up like a baby, and scratches her belly. the pug wriggles, legs kicking* my smelly little baby. *he coos before looking up a katelynn and smiled, a blush still on his face*
Jack Maple 