[ slow is well and good when you're standing in the rain after a fight about who was right. it's fine for movie theatres and first dates and timidness after a slow dance in a crowded ballroom.
but there's something to be said for reckless abandon on a ferris wheel, with only the whip of wind and the gentle sway of the cart around for company. she doesn't complain or fight or pull away when he latches hands around her face, grip sure and needy as his mouth presses firm against her own; instead, caroline only pushes back, surging into the kiss with all the pent-up recklessness that comes with keeping secrets just below the surface.
there's no denying the want that arcs between them, but there's more too. in throwing caution to the wind, that desperation filters in too, the fear discarded for the moment still lingering in the background. what they could discover about each other, if they only paid attention.
but they won't, because there's something particularly overwhelming about a good first kiss. ]
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but there's something to be said for reckless abandon on a ferris wheel, with only the whip of wind and the gentle sway of the cart around for company. she doesn't complain or fight or pull away when he latches hands around her face, grip sure and needy as his mouth presses firm against her own; instead, caroline only pushes back, surging into the kiss with all the pent-up recklessness that comes with keeping secrets just below the surface.
there's no denying the want that arcs between them, but there's more too. in throwing caution to the wind, that desperation filters in too, the fear discarded for the moment still lingering in the background. what they could discover about each other, if they only paid attention.
but they won't, because there's something particularly overwhelming about a good first kiss. ]