Keep on Walking; Fiasko

[Jason]

He hung so close to her that he could smell her sweet scent. It enveloped every ounce of him. It filled every pore, and practically hypnotized him to her side. She stood so graciously, accepting every bit of him as he trailed down her neck. She tasted just as fragrant and honeyed as her scent. He then arched his neck and body so that her head fell into him. The reciprocating touch sent whirls of emotions through him and he hugged her closer. His chin rested on the rim of her shoulder as she continued to touch him. He closed his eyes and savored the intimate embrace. Soon Jason felt a tug of separation. His head slowly lifted from its spot and he felt Fiasko’s body and neck pull away from his own. He opened his eyes upon the brash cold that hit his body where Fiasko’s warmth had shielded it. He searched for Fiasko’s eyes for a hint as to why she moved away, and he notices that there had been tears. He doesn’t catch the questioning glance instead he moves closer again and places his lips on the dampened cheeks. ”What’s wrong…?” He whispers. ”Have I upset you?” jason magical son of eol and ashling