♢ for Lily, ♩ for Kitty
He should stop her, he should reach out and hold her back, he knew that he should, but she just kept getting closer, and it was Lily. His Lily, and he had wanted this for so long. He wanted to be better than he was, if he was better he would stop her, wait for the right time, not like this. “Lily you don’t–” He started to say she didn’t have to do this but he was too late, her lips were already pressed against his and he was gone, lost in what he had only imagined for years.
“Kitty!” He shouted once he was able to pull his pants on to preserve the small amount of dignity he had left. “Kitty, wait!” He shouted again, chasing after her down the hall until he caught up with her, no surprise she was laughing, full of gleeful mirth. “Kitty you can’t tell anyone about that, please”
