Unbearble
Comfort
His heart drummed in his chest when her hands slid up his spine and to the nape of his neck. Her hands were soft to the touch when she went past his neck and wove her fingers into his hair, combing through his black inky, velvety hair.
Ezra was teetering on her heels when Leo eased his crouch onto his knees and forced his weight onto her, causing her to fall on rear and bringing him further into her embrace.
Ezra did not say a word, not making promises that everything would be all right.
Good, he thought. Her silence was easing his slight panic and inducing another feeling.
Without notice, his face was buried in her neck, taking in her smell. She smelled of soap detergent, citrus, and kiwi. It was soothing and invigorating. It stimulated his senses.
And not in a good way.
Notes
Word Count: 145
Macoco10: Thank you for commenting! I really appreciate it. Leo is . . . struggling . . .
@Dami tyler
Yeah, I know. I would love to make the chapters longer. However, I've failed to mention in the summary that this fic is a drabble. Meaning that each chapter will be 100 words more or less. I decided to do drabble because it's easier and faster to update this way. But as of late I have not updated because life has gotten in the way and I tend to lose my inspiration sometimes. But don't worry, I'll be back soon with another chapter.
@Dami tyler
@Dami tyler
3/13/16