Never thought I'd see you again

"Well I can be a good guy as well." He said with a smile. He felt her hands on his and smiled contently.
"I'm sure I can figure out something to make you less angry with me." He said as he gripped her hands when her fingers crossed with his. He pulled her back against him and nuzzled his face into her neck taking in her scent.

He sighed softly and leaned to whisper in her ear. "What I was thinking about how beautiful you always looked when you had nothing but a sheet wrapped around you." He sat back and looked at her to see her reaction to his words.
"I swear it's horrible and then the kittens when they are in a playful mood don't help either. They are like tiny ninja terrors that love jumping at me every chance they get." He said laughing just thinking about it. "Well if I manage to get the spell right I'll make sure every parents knows it."
"Oh yes, they'll push you to the edge of insanity and then pull you back with cuddles as well as kisses." He said then laughed when she hit him.
"Sure you didn't. Imogen I do believe your as red as an apple." He commented giving her a huge grin.

"It looks like it would be soothing to sleep in here." He said looking around the room from where he was. He kept his eyes on the ceiling as she changed into her pajamas. He knew she probably knew he looked and that he was still affected by her.
He closed his eyes while she explored his tattoos and felt like he was in a dream now. It had been a while since he had felt her hands on his chest and now it felt really good. He didn't want her to stop but he knew that it wouldn't last long. He felt every move of her hand and knew which tattoo she was looking at from where her hand was placed.
"Thank you, my artist is very talented." He said softly as he moved his head so she could get a better look at his neck. He put his hands in reach of her so that she could look at them. "Do you want me to flip over now so you can look at my back?" He asked softly.

"Oh, of course you can be a good guy. When you don't call me a dumb blonde!" she said, laughing.
"It will be very difficult to make up for it now, I'm very angry," she shook her head. Honestly, she did not know why she crossed fingers with his, it was probably a moment of weakness, but now, it became too much.
When he pulled her back toward him and pressed his face against her neck, she felt as if someone had escaped ground.
There was nothing in the world at what could concentrate except his face and his warm breath on her neck. Therefore, slowly pulled away from him and let his hands.

She looked at him quizzically as he approached. His breath tickled part below her ear as she listened to his words. He really knows how to get her out of line.
She felt a fire that spread through her body to the face. What is uttered just begs for some witty comment Imogen Blackburn. But Imogen Blackburn is here obtusely stared at him for a while before finally remembered how to smile and shook her head slightly.
She looked at him and smiled, "I have a dog, I know how much this menace. Luckily, just this morning Ev took him with her for a couple of days" she shook her head, trying to imagine him surrounded by children and kittens.
"Stupid red cheeks!" grunted and then hid her face in her hands, laughing.

"Yes, the man is really an artist," confirmed almost in awe.
As she watched his neck, her hand went to his cheek.
"However, no matter how great that artist is, do not you dare to touch this, ever," showed on his face, spoke quietly but seriously.
"I know that tattoos are excellent, but I do not ever want to see anything at this beautiful face," she looked into his eyes and then pull her hand away.
She nodded to his question, and then when he turned continued to watch in awe at all the tattoos running her hand over each. She wanted to get down and kiss each tattoo, but managed to resist this desire.

"I wasn't calling you a dumb blonde. I was merely stating that only someone who was a dumb blonde wouldn't know how to get out. You however would know how to once you ran out of options to get out. You'd remember that your a beautiful, smart witch that can get herself out." He said softly then felt as she pulled away from him a sense of loss. He knew then that it would take a very long time that they were perfect for one another but only if she stopped pulling away.

He smiled seeing how she was stunned by his words and had forgotten to talk. He watched her finally remember to do things and how she shook her head. He wanted to ask her what took her so long to snap out of it but he knew exactly the reason. He was glad that his words still very much affected her and couldn't stop smiling. "What kind of dog do you have?" He asked then raised an eyebrow when she shook her head again. "What's going through that head of yours Imogen?"
"I think it's cute that your face still gets red like that." He said laughing when she hid her face.

"I'll tell him that the next I see him." He said with a smile.
"Don't worry sweetheart, I wouldn't ever get a tattoo on my face." He said as he turned his face into her hand and placed a kiss on her palm.
"You think my face is beautiful?" He said with a small grin then looked back into her eyes.
He got off the bed when she nodded to his question of turning over. He laid back down on the bed with his legs hanging off the side. He used his hands as a pillow for his head as she explored his back with her hands.
He shivered slightly while her hands were on him but it had nothing to do with it being cold.

She laughed at his words and looked at him.
"Well, good thing is that at least I'm beautiful witch," she said playfully and began to laugh, shaking her head.
"Bulldog" she said happily because they finally changed the subject.
"I have a bulldog. Her name is Minnie" she laughed.
She could hear him laughing because her cheeks are red but just shook her head.
She tried to hit him again but did not see him because she did not want to look at him.
"Come near, I want to hit you again," she murmured, laughing.

She nodded, "You should tell him. I hope I will one day have the courage to make some tattoo" smiled when he kissed her hand and looked at him.
"It is the most beautiful face I've ever seen," she said sincerely before she returned to the study of the tattoos.
She noticed that he shuddered and looked at him anxiously, "Are you cold?" she said softly before she finally put her head down and kissed the tattoo on his back.
She slid with her lips with his back until she finally came to his neck.

"Axel" she began softly and then moved the following words whispered in his ear, "kiss me," she laughed and kissed the spot just below his ear.

He laughed at her words shaking his head. "If I do remember correctly I also said you were smart as well." He said laughing.
"Bulldog? The short ones that always look like they're showing you their teeth?" He said teasingly.
"Minnie? Your bulldog's name is Minnie. Okay I can understand that the dog is short but it doesn't look like a mouse." He said playfully. He knew she was gonna hit him for that one but he couldn't help himself, when it came to her he was defenseless.
He saw her try to him but because her face was buried she couldn't see him.
"Oh no I think I'll stay out of the line of fire on this one." He said laughing with her.

"I will. Maybe and when you do I'll take you to his shop. All of the artists there are very talented." He said with a smile.
He simply smiled at her words about his face and waited as she continued to study his tattoos. Hearing her question he shook his head not trusting his voice to not betray him. He nearly gasped when she kissed his back and he had to hold onto the sheets to keep himself from moving. He didn't think that she would kiss his tattoos but he wasn't stupid enough to comment on it either.

"Yes?" He said when she said his name. He felt her breath on his neck at his ear and realized what she said after a minute. He turned onto his side, grabbing her around the waist and pulling her to lay on her back in front of him. He brushed her hair out of her face then kissed her lips softly, he didn't cage her in just in case she decided that she didn't want him to kiss her again.

"Ah well, that I was smart in my business is certainly less important," she shook her head and started to laugh, looking at him.
"Yes, bulldog. They're so cute you know," she laughed happily when she thought about her dog.
People often did not understand why she name Minnie to the buldog, simply does not work as a harmless sweet mouse from cartoon.
"Hey! Minnie is a wonderful dog!" she hit him again and then began to laugh. She shook her head as she looked at him reproachfully.
"All right, then later I'll hit you twice!" continued to laugh and then glanced over at him.

"Okay, when I decide to get a tattoo, I'll call you," she laughed.
When she kissed his back, she saw that he froze completely. He clutched the sheets as if it were a life preserver. She just shook her head and continued kissing him gently. When he said he was not cold, she understood the reason for his trembling and she liked it. He acts as a really strong man, untouchable and she is happy is what exactly does it affect him in that way.

After she told him to kiss her, he was silent for so long that she thought that he does not want to kiss her.
For a moment she thought he had not heard her, but she was very close to him.
She watched as he turns and the next minute she lay next to him and he kissed her gently.
She laughed with his lips and then she hung her arms around his neck and pulled him closer to her.
Deepened the kiss aware that now there is no return. Maybe there is, but she does not want it back.

"That may be but a smart woman will remember she's a witch and can get out of something like that with magic." He said with a smile.
"Well from what I can see from pictures yeah they are cute." He said with a smile. He wanted to get a dog for his girls but they wanted the little ninja furballs. He would never understand why they wanted something that would attack you out of no where then be cuddly the next.
"I wasn't saying she wasn't I was just saying her name was kind of odd for a bulldog." He said the laughed when she hit him again.
"Oh should I prepare for these smacks that will come from you?" He asked teasingly.
"Okay," He said laughing softly.

He never thought that he would be here again and he certainly didn't think that Imogen would be kissing his tattoos. He knew that he looked ridiculous for clutching the sheet while she kissed his back but he was to make sure he kept his hands to himself. He didn't know if she could see him but he knew that Imogen would always affect him this way and so did she.

He touched his hand to her face when he kissed her. When she had deepened the kiss he felt his heart start beating fast because of it. He broke the kiss because he needed to know something before anything else was done.
"Imogen, if you keep kissing me like that. I won't be able to maintain any self control anymore, I'm already at my limit. Do you really want this to continue? If you do there's going to be no way that I can be your friend after that. I won't be able to," He said softly looking at her wanting the truth from her. "If you don't want to continue, that's fine but I need to know."

"Probably not," she shook her head, laughing.
She laughed when she saw that he was looking at a picture of her and Minnie.
"Yeah, she's really cute and very cuddly," she said softly. The dog was a gift from her older brother Davon. He heard Imogen much time talking about that she wants a dog so he bought one for her.
She looked at him and nodded, "Get ready, but for this you can not be prepared. It will be sudden and painful!" she said in a threatening voice then began to laugh.

After just a few moments, he moved away a little bit and broke the kiss. Wait, he moved away? She frowned and looked at him quizzically.
Simply she did not understand what the problem is. She listened to his words and when he finally finished she just laughed. She pushed him away just long enough to take off her pajamas and then shifted completely and pushed him from herself to lay on the bed completely. She sat on his stomach without taking her eyes off him.
She just looked at him and laughed.
"Friendship is crap," she murmured and then she kissed him again without being allowed to say anything more.

He was confused when she laughed and didn't understand what was funny about what he said. He understood after she pushed him away to take her pajamas off. Her words made his heart beat faster, he kissed her back. He knew that there was no going back after this and knew that she didn't care.

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Several Hours Later

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He laid on the bed next to her and smiled to himself softly. He never thought that he would ever see her again but he now was so glad that she was here now. He shifted slightly as he held her close while he was on his side. He buried his head into her hair and inhaled deeply, "You smell really good." He said with a smile.

((Sorry I had no idea what to put))

(it's okay, I only can think about snow outside so my inspiration is zero lol)


She lay beside him and close her eyes. With her finger she's slowly crossing over his chest as she thought about some of the most ordinary things, such as the fact that she has no more pickles.
She really should go to shopping these days.

When she heard his words, she laughed and then she opened her eyes and looked at him.
"Really? Well, thank you, although I did not put any perfume," she laughed and kissed his hand.
Maybe all this will not be a total disaster after all, however, met him after so many years, fate had to be involved in that.
Again she closed her eyes dreamily. She was trying to figure out what time it was but she could not orient.