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What becomes of feathers || Closed RP


Seven.






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Her head swam, she leant up on her toes to kiss him again. Their faces were centimetres away, she could feel his warm breath on her face. She dampened her lips again before kissing him again. It made her feel dizzy, and when she pulled away she swayed on her feet; her head was jumbled, she didn't know anything but the boy in-front of her. "This changes things" she whispered softly, "I love you too."
 
"I hope so." He stood from the couch and circled his arms around her waist pulling her against him. His head swam and his thoughts were cloudy as he dipped his head to kiss her lips again, he had never kissed anyone in his life. It was magical and he was enthralled it was Seven who he got to kiss. His heart jumped and his skin tingled.
 

Seven.






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Seven wasn't sure what to think; she wasn't sure she could think. Her brain seemed to be an incoherent mess, and made no sense at all. Her skin tingled where they touched and her lips were on fire. She could feel his heart thudding against her, and smiled knowing that she had caused it. This was her first kiss, before she couldn't see the appeal, but now she wanted to know why she hadn't done it sooner.


After a long moment had passed she stepped away, looking up at his face breathlessly and just smiling.
"Now I really am going to get a shirt."
 
"Unfortunately." He chuckled and let her go he sat on the couch. Man that was amazing, he thought to himself and he brushed out his hair. He took off his jacket and hen his shirt to release his wings he flung the harness and shuffled his wings. He smoothed out his feathers and sat back.
 

Seven.






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Seven dissapeared down the hall to her bedroom. She closed the door behind her and leant against it. Breathing deeply and running a hand through her tousled hair. She liked kissing Talon, and she loved him. She loved Talon. After a lo moment she grabbed a tank top from the floor and pulled it on, smoothing out her wings before wandering back out into the hall; "what do you want to do?"
 
He scratched his back then slipped his shirt back on to slip his wings through. He shrugged. "Whatever you want Falcon." He shrugged. His emerald eyes landed on hers. "Definitely don't wanna go back to school." He chuckled he arched his wing and scratched at his feathers. "We could always go for a flight." he smiled shuffling his wings in anticipation.
 

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