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Date Posted: 16:33:42 06/25/03 Wed
Author: .liam.
Subject:
.holding.back.

In reply to: Tex 's message, "boosters." on 19:02:57 06/24/03 Tue

[all i shall say gecko, is that you haff a very, very dirty mind. lol. :-P haha, and sorry for not posting this earlier.. i have heat exhaustion -- my house's air conditioner is acting up and it's making me feel sick. :-( ]
In the fireplace that lay directly ‘bove Tex and Liam’s heads, the fire was slowly dying. It’s fuel; dry and brittle wood, was quickly being reduced to glowing embers of red, orange, and yellow. Liam hardly took notice of the fire’s slow death, he was too busy thinking about this whole night and what it meant to him as he let his eyes rest easy ‘pon Tex, comforted by the knowledge that she was still here – out of her own sheer will. As awful as this is going to sound, Liam was sort of waiting… and expecting her to clue in about him and how seriously un-great he was – and just walk away from him and the rest of what they shared. It was hard to not be negative about himself, but Liam was trying… he was trying to think like Tex… trying to think that he maybe was worth her time. While listening to Tex’s explanation for her blush, Liam just sort of continued watching that space ‘tween her fingers – where he could see the vibrant scarlet hue. “I made you blush?” whispered Liam, a large amount of question was evident with his hazel eyes. It was almost an absurb claim… that he, Liam Burbank, had made her, Tex MacBride, blush. Liam’s thoughts whirred ‘round in the brain ‘neath the skull covered in chopped sandy locks… Wow, if she wasn’t lying then, well, he really had made her blush, and, well… that was a first! A first, ever… Gently, his fingers pulled hers ‘way from the blushed area, so that he could truly see it in its total glory… The blushed skin was warm to the touch of his fingertips as he gently ran them over her left cheek, curious about it all. Once his curiosity was quenched and he had discovered that in fact, Tex’s blush was real… and not some sort of make-up put there to fool him by an invisible, evil goblin… he just sort of smiled one of those shy smiles of his. Under his breath and not meant for others’ ears, Liam whispered, “s’real… it is.”
When Tex began asking for a kiss in her hushed tone, and drawn-out sentences, Liam felt a wave of sweat sheath his body. She made him nervous, relaxed, crazy, sane scared, and brave all at once… and that was a good thing. Her actually having the desire to allow him to kiss her boosted his spirits a little, enough so that Liam could actually entertain the idea of being aggressive and approaching a kiss-type situation. As Liam’s spirits rose, Tex rambled on more quickly about how he only had to kiss her if he wanted… and Liam did want to… really did want to. As she continued on in a rushed tone about it all, Liam suddenly pressed two fingers to her lips, gently quieting her down. “Shhh…” He murmured softly, a bit of a smile flowing evenly ‘cross his lips as he slowly – but surely leaned in. His lips were centimetres from hers now, he was almost there… he was doing this, he was kissing Tex for the second time out of his own sheer willpower…
At the last second though, Liam hesitated, afraid that maybe he’d head her wrong – again. “Are you sure?” He whispered almost inaudibly now, his eyes placed shyly ‘pon her own, his hands gently cupping her blushed cheeks, his lips centimetres ‘way from her own, and his heart pounding so hard that he felt as if it was going to explode from his chest. Yes, our poor Liam would need a little help if he was going to get this whole kissing deal done… I mean, the boy was just too afraid and nervous that he held back every single time. What he needed was a teacher… and what better person to fill that position then our very own Tex MacBride?

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