Tea Time Tuesday Presents:
Hey there, lovelies,
Mischievous M here for another Tea Time Tuesday. This week I'm proud to present this one-shot "Love Lines." I don't know about you guys, but I love reading a good one-shot in between stories. Most preferrably those that leave me with a warm feeling at the end. Yeah, I'm cool like that. It should come as no surprise that I chose a little E/B again. In "Love Lines" we get to share a peaceful, yet romantic moment with Edward and Bella. It starts with Bella showing off a peculiar talent and in doing so, finally convinces Edward that it was fate that brought them together.
For saints have hands that pilgrims' hands do touch, And palm to palm is holy palmers' kiss. Romeo and Juliet Act I, Scene V
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"Read mine," I said abruptly, rolling toward her, propping myself on my left side.
Her cheeks instantly turned the most delicious shade of pink, tempting me, and I could hear her heartbeats increase ever so slightly, as if she was nervous.
"I'm not very good," she replied, her gentle caresses coming to an end as she fidgeted—a sure sign of apprehension.
I moved closer and met her gaze, all the while fighting off the urge to smirk up at her. Dazzling, she'd called it, and I loved her reaction of being dazzled. I widened my eyes, unleashing their full potential upon her and blindly reached for her hand again.
"Please?" I purred, making my voice as alluring as possible.
"Edward—I'm—really not that good," she was beginning to stammer. Yes, nearly there.
In the fraction of an instant I had changed my position, moving quickly to mirror her cross-legged pose, never breaking my eye contact with her innocent, chocolate-brown eyes.
"Please?" I pleaded again, resting my hands on her knees, slowly sliding them toward her thighs as I leaned in even closer.
Ah yes, the familiar fixed stare. "Yes," she whimpered and, though I loathed tearing my eyes from hers, I found better reward when I let my lips descend upon her throat.
I brought my hands up to her face, gently cradling her head in my hands, tilting it up slightly to give me better access to her delicious skin.
I kissed a familiar path along her jaw, breathing in the scent and taste of her, savoring the way she made me feel—that I could be good at this. I felt her fingers thread through my hair, guiding my mouth up to hers. I smirked against her lips as she inhaled sharply, her heart rate increasing steadily. She molded herself to my body and I did try to be gentle, but my eagerness and immorality was getting the better of me. Indeed if my heart was still beating, no doubt it would be racing by now.
She broke away, gasping for air, and I took the opportunity to cool things down. She had no idea how easily I could get carried away, no idea how she made me feel, and no idea how much I truly wanted her. I reached behind me for her hand, still fisted in my hair, and threaded my fingers through hers, drawing her wrist toward my mouth. I could feel the rush of the blood coursing through her veins, smell the aching sweetness beneath my lips—the scent I had memorized from the first moment we came into contact. Ambrosia, truly.
"Now I believe, Madam Swan that you need to see my palm," I murmured against her skin, regretfully tearing my lips away as I placed her hand back into her own lap.
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You'll definitely be taken in with the ending and I'm always up for a good fluff scene. Plus, a little dazzling on Edward's part is the cherry on top. I like that you get to see Bella kicking some sense into Edward, he can be such a knuckle head sometimes, but we love him anyway.
Now go on, lovelies. I recommend this for a good read and especially if you you're waiting for an update on a story. It's fluffy, well written and short. Good combo, eh? Don't forget to leave Scarlet71177 some love.
Cruise in tomorrow for Wicked Wednesday with Scandalous S.
Love,
~*~ Mischievous M
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