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A Kiss Is Still A Kiss
A sigh is just a sigh
The fundamental things apply
As time goes by
And when two lovers woo
They still say, I love you
On that you can rely
No matter what the future brings
As time goes by...
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Brianna Malcolm offered up a tight smile, feeling a twinge of guilt for bringing up such a subject when they were supposed to be having fun. "I know. I /know/. I am always thinking of the future. I can't help it as I want it to be perfect with you. I just..." she lets out a sigh. "I worry I'll become a burden on you." Bree confessed, letting her eyes close when their foreheads connected, calming, not realizing her heart had begun to thud in her chest when she posed her question. "Husband...you have come a long way from when we first began dating. We both have." the comment came with a tender squeeze of his bicep as they turned toward the refreshments. "Why does it matter if he's here or not? Pennington probably snagged him en route and they're off in a corner snogging or something." a small laugh left the girl and she nodded. "A drink and a bit of nosh sound ace. Hopefully there are no cubs that need some reassurance this year and we can be relieved of duties for a little bit."
Orion Wyatt stopped them dancing; his big hands rubbing against her biceps as he speaks. "Stop." He sighs, "You will never, ever be a burden to me. Ever." He states, firmly. "I want to spend the rest of my life. With you. And I will /anything/ I need too...to be your husband. To care for you. To love you.../Anything/. It is not a burden when it what I wish." He says softly, as those big hands come to cup her face. He held her gaze for a long moment. Food was long forgotten. As was his roommate. Instead, he shook his head. Not caring if anyone was looking, not caring if the world or their friends or professors saw. "Stop thinking and just let me love you, Moon." He sighs with a grin, and without a moment to let her rebut? He closed the space and with both hands on either side of her face, crushed his mouth to hers in probably the most public display of affection he'd /ever/ done...other than scream his affections across the dance floor.
Brianna Malcolm looked up, wide eyes even wider than normal as her boyfriend spoke. "O-okay. Okay." she stammered out, his hands burning the sides of her face. Her mouth opened to reply, but his lips were on hers before she could react and it felt like time had ceased to continue during Orion's rather overt display of his love. "I...but...you..." Bree made and attempt to form a sentence before giving up and returning the kiss, the smile returning to her lips. "Is this going to become a trend as well? Public declarations of your affection at events?" she couldn't help but tease after last year's antics. "C'mon Starboy. Let's grab a few drinks and snacks and find somewhere quiet to talk. I'm starting to feel a bit closed in in here."
She would surely have to get used to it. For if she still tried to pull away, and to break the kiss he would have growled softly and laughed, pulling her back in for another. And another. Each kiss soft, and sort-of PG-13, a little dramatic and flourished with "mmwha' sounds between each. But there was love there. Deep. Powerful. "Yes. I intend, until we part ways on this earth, to drown you in affection and dote on you until you beg for me to stop. For I adore you, Brianna Malcolm and I will never, ever..../ever/ stop." He commits, to grabbing her as she mentions feeling closed in, and whispers against her ear. "Ignore them. I am. It is just you. And me. It always will be." And once more, in true romantic fashion, he aims to sweep her down in a Hollywood kiss; to capture her lower back with a big hand and his other to support her head, pressing her mouth with his. Because Orion Wyatt meant it; he would /always/ let the world know that she was his and he was /never/ letting her get away again.
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Song can be heard here
A Kiss Is Still A Kiss
A sigh is just a sigh
The fundamental things apply
As time goes by
And when two lovers woo
They still say, I love you
On that you can rely
No matter what the future brings
As time goes by...
____________________
Brianna Malcolm offered up a tight smile, feeling a twinge of guilt for bringing up such a subject when they were supposed to be having fun. "I know. I /know/. I am always thinking of the future. I can't help it as I want it to be perfect with you. I just..." she lets out a sigh. "I worry I'll become a burden on you." Bree confessed, letting her eyes close when their foreheads connected, calming, not realizing her heart had begun to thud in her chest when she posed her question. "Husband...you have come a long way from when we first began dating. We both have." the comment came with a tender squeeze of his bicep as they turned toward the refreshments. "Why does it matter if he's here or not? Pennington probably snagged him en route and they're off in a corner snogging or something." a small laugh left the girl and she nodded. "A drink and a bit of nosh sound ace. Hopefully there are no cubs that need some reassurance this year and we can be relieved of duties for a little bit."
Orion Wyatt stopped them dancing; his big hands rubbing against her biceps as he speaks. "Stop." He sighs, "You will never, ever be a burden to me. Ever." He states, firmly. "I want to spend the rest of my life. With you. And I will /anything/ I need too...to be your husband. To care for you. To love you.../Anything/. It is not a burden when it what I wish." He says softly, as those big hands come to cup her face. He held her gaze for a long moment. Food was long forgotten. As was his roommate. Instead, he shook his head. Not caring if anyone was looking, not caring if the world or their friends or professors saw. "Stop thinking and just let me love you, Moon." He sighs with a grin, and without a moment to let her rebut? He closed the space and with both hands on either side of her face, crushed his mouth to hers in probably the most public display of affection he'd /ever/ done...other than scream his affections across the dance floor.
Brianna Malcolm looked up, wide eyes even wider than normal as her boyfriend spoke. "O-okay. Okay." she stammered out, his hands burning the sides of her face. Her mouth opened to reply, but his lips were on hers before she could react and it felt like time had ceased to continue during Orion's rather overt display of his love. "I...but...you..." Bree made and attempt to form a sentence before giving up and returning the kiss, the smile returning to her lips. "Is this going to become a trend as well? Public declarations of your affection at events?" she couldn't help but tease after last year's antics. "C'mon Starboy. Let's grab a few drinks and snacks and find somewhere quiet to talk. I'm starting to feel a bit closed in in here."
She would surely have to get used to it. For if she still tried to pull away, and to break the kiss he would have growled softly and laughed, pulling her back in for another. And another. Each kiss soft, and sort-of PG-13, a little dramatic and flourished with "mmwha' sounds between each. But there was love there. Deep. Powerful. "Yes. I intend, until we part ways on this earth, to drown you in affection and dote on you until you beg for me to stop. For I adore you, Brianna Malcolm and I will never, ever..../ever/ stop." He commits, to grabbing her as she mentions feeling closed in, and whispers against her ear. "Ignore them. I am. It is just you. And me. It always will be." And once more, in true romantic fashion, he aims to sweep her down in a Hollywood kiss; to capture her lower back with a big hand and his other to support her head, pressing her mouth with his. Because Orion Wyatt meant it; he would /always/ let the world know that she was his and he was /never/ letting her get away again.
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Song can be heard here