Taking a Walk (Anna and Michael)

[Annabelle Hennessy]

Annabelle tilted her head up so she could see him and gave him a small smile. "I think it was 'the challange of de-virginizing a quiet bookworm' or something like that. I don't have much else to go off of other then him and novels, so my perception of the whole dating aspect is a bit skewed."

[Michael Blackwood-Hardt]

"Hopefully I can be a better experience than that nutcase was," Michael said, smiling. He looked her in the eyes. "Just promise me that I ever do anything that makes you uncomfortable you'll tell me," he said, his voice serious.

[Annabelle Hennessy]

"Promise." Annabelle stretched up and placed a small gentle kiss on his lips, lingering for just a moment before pulling away to whisper, "Thanks Michael."

[Michael Blackwood-Hardt]

"And you, my dear, are very welcome," he said with a goofy smile. He had to get them out of this mood. "So." He cocked his eyebrow and gave a grin. "Are you ticklish?" he asked, a glint in his eyes.

[Annabelle Hennessy]

"No.." She tried to lie with a straight face, but a smile still broke through. "Why are you?" She moved one of her hands to his side and tickled it, bracing herself for the retaliation.

[Michael Blackwood-Hardt]

Her touch brought a grin to Michael's face, but purely because of the fact it was her touch, not because he was ticklish. "Not at all," his lips parted in a slightly maniacal smile. He reached out to her and grabbed her by the sides, tickling her.

[Annabelle Hennessy]

Annabelle squealed, "No Fair!" and tried to wriggle out of his grasp. She laughed uncontrollably and finally managed to grab each of his hands in hers. It took her a second to be able to talk through her laughter, "Okay, maybe I am a little."

[Michael Blackwood-Hardt]

"How's it not fair?" Michael asked, laughing. He let her pull his hands down and looked into her eyes, her laughter lit up her face and captured him. "Just a little, eh?" he asked, then wrapped his arms around her and pressed his lips to hers, unable to stop himself.

[Annabelle Hennessy]

Annabelle let his questions fade away and returned his kiss instead. She was surprised at how comfortable she felt in his arms, surrounded by his strength. Her fingers entangled themselves in fabric as she closed her fists in his clothes at his chest, holding him close.

[Michael Blackwood-Hardt]

Michael wrapped one arm tight around her back, bringing the other up to her neck. He ran his fingers through her hair and cradled the back of her head in his hand, deepening the kiss. The thought crossed his mind that he was going slightly too far considering they had just gotten together, but he allowed it to pass, she had promised to tell him if he did anything that made her uncomfortable.

[Annabelle Hennessy]

Annabelle tensed slightly as shivers ran through her body. They weren't from fear, but a very different emotion. She relaxed in his arms, melting against them. One of her arms wrapped around his back and the other stayed trapped between their chests. She parted her lips, sticking out her tongue and licking his in invitation.

[Michael Blackwood-Hardt]

Michael smiled into the kiss and met her tongue with his. The hand that was around her back sunk down, resting on her hip and pulling her flush against him. The feel of her against him sent a wonderful shiver up and down his spine, from the roots of his hair to the tips of his toes.

[Annabelle Hennessy]

Annabelle allowed them to get closer, to deepen the kiss and take their feelings to deeper levels. Slowly she eased back from the kiss, slowing it until she pulled away comfortably. Her body was still held against his as she looked into his eyes. She gave him a smile, letting her facial expression showed how comfortable she was without words.

[Michael Blackwood-Hardt]

Michael groaned softly when she started to pull away, but smiled at the look on her face. "You're amazing," he said, still smiling. He ducked his head and kissed her neck softly, right where it met her collarbone. He let himself rest in that position, breathing in her scent.

[Annabelle Hennessy]

"So are you." She breathed against him. Annabelle's body visibly shook with excitement at his lips on her collarbone. She tightened her hold with her arm. "I'm glad I was curious and followed you into the forest."