Thread: A Former Love :: Relix/Zexy

That was acceptable, her not finishing until the male was done hurting. Vincent laughed softly, I will keep that in mind, thank you. He replied about letting her know when he needed to paint her next so then it was even. Vincent wasn't really sure when the next time he'd want to paint her. He's always been up and down about painting. He enjoyed it, yes but, he rarely ever got himself to sit down and paint. Usually always came up after something interesting, like bumping into this female a few nights ago. So, he'd really have to keep an eye out for the signs of when he will, just so he can get her over to model for him. With what she had been saying, Vincent was glad that she did believe in being born again. Only because Vincent felt that this was his Victoria from ages ago. Though, he feared he'd never know.. not until he took her to a few places. See if she can get what was meant to do without being showed or told what to do. Vincent laughed softly, what she had asked him was easier said then done. It wasn't really his thoughts that were conflicting, it was him. His conscience told him to tell her what he was, while also, telling her that he believed that she was reborn from his lover of many years ago. His body was just a whole other situation, which mainly lead to them being alone with nothing on. Vincent, as a whole, was conflicted. I will get it my best shot. Vincent replied, feeling her thumbs stroke his cheeks. Heart skipping a beat here and there, he didn't know why. The male wanted to believe that she was his Victoria, but in that lied the problem. If by any chance this female was his Victoria, Vincent would treat her like she remembered everything.. not thinking twice about she never knowing anything about the past. He'd treat it and look at her for who she was, not who she is. That was the problem of him thinking about that. Though, that wouldn't stop Vincent. Not right now, at least. Feeling her continue to stroke her thumbs against his skin, Vincent moved in front of her. Sliding in between her legs while she sat on the railing, his hands moving to her thighs. Stopping once his legs pressed against the metal of the rail, his body barely a few inches from her's. Moving his head closer, Vincent moved his head toward her's, slowly until his lips met with her's. His hands slowly moving from her thighs, moving across then down to the railing as he pushed deeper into the kiss. Hey, Vin. Zack spoke as he peeped out of the door to the balcony. Oh, how a good day dream was just ruined. How it felt real. How Vincent wished it was real. Yes? The male replied, not bothering to look toward him. I'm running out to go get more booze, I'll be back in a few. Alright. And with that it was back to the two of them out on the balcony. Just try her? There's so much that he'd like to tell her. Just didn't know how to. Well, he did. The male was just afraid of her reaction. Vincent had a strong urge to show her the book he was reading, it was mainly about him and Victoria written by an author Vincent helped fund during that time. The only thing that was different was their names. Even then, Vincent wasn't sure. The male wanted to believe but didn't want to believe. Vincent took a deep breath in, holding it for a few seconds before exhaling. Apologies, just trying to clear my mind and get control of my urges. The male spoke, laughing softly at the last part. His body urged for her, but, the male continued to fight it off. Day dreaming about kissing her? That just an extent of what the male's body was craving. Rubbing the back of his neck slightly, Vincent was trying his best to just simply get everything under control. His hormone's weren't raging to the extent where he wanted her right here, right now, but there were definitely sensible. Vincent brought his hands up to her's, removing them from his face slowly. Placing a kiss on the inside of her right hand, the male placed them down on the rail keeping his hands on the tops of her's. He used to do that to his Victoria all the time, place a kiss on the inside of her hand. It simply melted her away when he did, she was similar to him in the way of being a pirate. She was one, too, but whenever they came across one another. None of that matter, a quick kiss to the hand from Vincent immediately dropped her defenses. I thank you for being so patient with me. Its tough trying to get everything straightened out in my head to another person. Letting out a small laugh, Now, I'm going to wait a few seconds but I want you to answer this in the best way possible for you. Creepy or not. I want an answer. Vincent spoke, his thumbs rubbing the sides of her hands as he, now, stood in front of her. Do you feel as if we've known each other from a time before? Vincent felt that this was truly her. Just needed to see if she possibly felt the same thing, if not, then it'd try to lessen the amount of craving he felt for her.