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teeth take ahold of his bottom lip, eyes flickering away from her for a moment making it seem almost as if he were physically trying to restrain himself. he didn’t like getting caught up in people, too much bullshit in his actual life and truth be told what he was feeling for natalia had become a little more then just physical — blonde looks back at her after a few moments, her touch almost felt like electricity as soft touch brushes up his skin. “fuck you’re goin to be the death of me nat.” he mutters in an welcomed defeat. his own hands coming to wrap around small frame, pulling her closer to his own he’s dipping down for a deepened kiss.
seldom likes being told the word ' no ' and doesn't plan on starting now, less so when she knows that benji likes her. in what ways beyond what they do to pass the time ? natalia wouldn't know. they don't really allow themselves to talk feelings and when they do, its always ever brief and fleeting. though seems silly to deny that he's managed a hold on her. few have managed to hold her interest for so long, to make her laugh and smile and reflect on her behavior. doesn't have chance to speak. instead, head tips back to meet his lips against her own. other hand rises, touching at chiseled jaw. mind clouded over, tongue
