07-04-2012, 10:19 AM
Pandora looked into her brothers eyes his enchanting gaze and she started to lean forward involuntarily drawn to them like a moth to flame. She hadn’t realized she had gotten that much closer to his face until it was too late. The soft wet surface of her nose pressed against his and the thin layer of her lips met his. It was strange; she had pressed her nose to his before as she did all her siblings when she was happy. But this was different. Her hand was against his chest her heart beat swiftly from the fear of him being injured, his own beating just as swiftly beneath her hand. It was all very different. Then as the cool feel of his nose against hers seemed to last forever she felt her cheeks heat. She turned her face away and let out a light giggle. Why was it so weird? She did not understand it but the feelings in her were exciting and new. She looked to her brother once more almost tempted to do it again. She wanted to feel that rush to feel that exhilaration. I’m happy you’re ok. She responded finally her eyes shifting towards the grass near her knees. She ran her fingers through the hair on his chest in short quick strokes. Her body was on edge from the events that had transpired in the short moments before.