Resting (Allana)

Sterling noticed how ironic and melancholic her voice sounded. She was almost certainly lying, Sterling knew that. But somehow he didn't really care anymore... he just wanted to keep holding her again... he was disgusted with himself and his own behavior. How was he so unable to control it?

Allana looked at him and then smiled. She leaned forward and kissed him again. Harder then before. Unable to pour passion into it she attempted a fake passion, pressing her lips to his gripping his shoulders, pulling him against her.

Instead of falling limp, Sterling pushed himself hard against her, kissing her back on purpose for the first time. It felt incredible, exhilarating... but something was missing. Something important... he felt himself stop and pull away again. What was wrong?

Allana sat gasping slightly. "What's wrong?"She asked her lips inches from his. "Please.."She whimpered. but Allana knew what was wrong. He had noticed the absence of passion and she knew she'd have to work on it.

"You don't really want to kiss me do you?" Sterling asked. "I came too soon... you still wanted to talk about your family!" Sterling reasoned, missing completely.

"Oh no, I want to kiss you."She whispered pushing against him gently. That had to be the worst lie she'd ever had to tell. Sure it sounded sincere, but she would have to go wash her mouth out with soap after this. She looked at him smiling slightly.

Sterling lips ached to kiss her. He wanted it so badly, they seemed to threaten to detach themselves from his face if they were refused their demands. But he refused to... he would let her make the first move. He wasn't going to impose on her. Yet she seemed to have an unmistakable aura of distaste around her now, as if she wanted to vomit. Sterling was sure it was his fault... he had done something wrong as he always did. He longed to be with Catalina again... who wouldn't judge him for such minor infractions... who was always happy to be around him even if she wasn't interested in him like that... but with her it was an unshaking, unconditional love, instead of this lusty excuse for a relationship he was having now. He longed to hold Allana... hold her body and press his lips against hers... but despite what she said, he could tell she didn't want that from him.

Allana smiled at him. "Don't worry."She whispered and then pressed her lips to his. She could feel the lust, the uncertainty, and she fed off of it. The feelings made her feel stronger. She moved her hands up to his hair and ran her fingers through his hair. "Sterling."She whispered softly hoping to make him kiss her harder.

Sterling felt himself immersed in another kiss. He kissed her back harder. He was stimulated as she ran her fingers through his hair to do the same... which led to an explosion of perfume... which led to an undying lust... which led to him kissing her harder. If she was holding anything back, Sterling wouldn't know, because he was locked so tightly in now... completely unable to escape.

Allana gasped softly and pressed her lips to his harder. She let the image of him dying take over her senses so that she didn't even realize who she was kissing. She imagined it was someone she actually loved. Someone she might learn to love. Not this kid, but someone else. She felt passion start to pour into the kiss. Not intentionally, but it was there. A scared type of passion, but there was passion for the man of her dreams.