I suppose you could call the two of them quite the site. Her- a cute little angel with turquois hair sitting on his lap. Him, a tattood, pierced boy sitting there with an angel on his lap- i suppose it really was something to take a picture of.

Goosebumps erupted all over as her hands trailed down to his boxers. He knew nothing was going to happen out here- not much more then was going on now but still. She made him nervous in the best way possible.

Pulling away from their kiss, he buried his face in her neck and gently nipped at her skin, kissing her time and time again. It felt good to have someone to care about.