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LOVE CONFESSIONS

You can't be around this person without your stomach tying up in knots or your heart skipping a beat. You know, all those cliches people use to describe that feeling of being in love with someone close to you.

You've finally decided it's time to share those feelings of yours and get them out in the open, even if it doesn't end well for you!

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1. extravagant confession. You've set up a wonderful night, planned everything down to the T to make sure it's perfect for your confession!
2. note/text. You couldn't do it face to face, so you send a note or a text instead.
3. doomed. You know the other person doesn't love you or just can't be with you, but you need them to know how you feel anyway.
4. childish. You're not actually in love. You just have a childish crush on someone's close to you.
5. bittersweet. Things have all gone to hell anyway, so you might as well let everything out in the open, right?
6. in the heat of the moment. You guys are having an argument and you didn't mean to blurt out how you feel about them, but... oops.
7. serious. You're dead serious about this person, no doubt in your mind, and it's time to tell them.
8. a lie. You don't really love this person, but you're forced to play along either for their sake or because someone is forcing you to.
9. drunk confession. You're not in your right mind, either from drugs or alcohol, and you just let it all hang out about how you feel about this person.
10. lust confession. You don't love them exactly, you just want their body.
11. still in love. You were together once before and broke up for some reason, but you still love this person and they have to know it.
12. other. miss something? Play it out anyway!

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I am. I'm having a lot of fun. [She giggled and ran her fingers through his hair.]

Well then... [He grinned, nipping at her inner thigh, as he dipped his fingers between her legs.]

See? [She stuttered, her toes curling along with her fingers in his hair. She's wet already.] Having fun.

Good girl. [He ran his fingers between her lips, getting them wet, before pressing them up and against her, rubbing in gentle circles. He nudged his nose against her leg, sucking a mark into her thigh.]

[She wished the mark would last. She'll have the memory of how it was made for a very long time. Panting softly, she flexed her fingers in his hair.] Clint...

That's it. [He murmured encouragingly, letting his fingers press a little firmer, trying to coax more sounds from her.]

[Each touch of his finger got her to make some sort of sound, usually a gasp or a whimper of some kind.]

[He kept his touch firm, making sure to keep the pressure even against her, as he sped up the circling motion he was making. He shifted, so he was settled right between her legs.]

[She moaned deeply, rocking her hips into his fingers. She looked down to see him between her legs and moaned louder again.]

Like me between your legs? [He slows his fingers right down, glancing up at her.]

Yes. Why do you even have to ask? [She pouts about his slow fingers.]

[He grinned, not answering her, as he pulled his fingers away completely. He soothed his free hand along her thigh, as he shifted, moving right up between her legs. He caught her eye briefly, before putting his mouth on her, replacing the pressure of his fingers with his tongue instead.]

[Never mind, she wasn't complaining anymore. She moaned, clutching at his hair before moving her grip to his shoulders so she wouldn't hurt him too much.] Clint!

[Clint didn't mind the sharp tug of her fingers curled into his hair, though the grip at his shoulders was good too. He wanted to feel her resolve slipping, just as his own was completely shot, now that he was settled between her legs. He ran his tongue between her folds, groaning softly at the taste, before closing his lips around her and sucking gently, not wanting to overwhelm her too quickly.]

[If he kept teasing her like that, her control would slip. She was almost ready to beg him for more. As it was, she kept moaning and rocking towards his mouth.]

[And Stephanie losing control, for Clint, would be an incredibly beautiful sight. As much as his own control was wavering, he still wanted to take his time with her. He smoothed his thumb along the line of her hip, encouraging her to keep rocking, as he sucked a little more firmly. As the sounds she was making got more insistent, he slipped his tongue lower, pushing the tip just inside her.]

Clint! [Her legs tightened around his shoulders as her whole body shuddered as that last little bit pushed her over the edge and he lost control exactly like he wanted.]

[Clint soothed her through it, running his hands along her sides, as he turned his face to pepper kisses along the inside of her thigh, his breathing a little ragged.]

[She tugged him up to kiss him, pushing her tongue into his mouth to taste herself.]

[He kissed her back, cupping her jaw with his hand, and running his thumb along the line of it. He was painfully hard in his own pants now, but it was muted, as he concentrated on the taste of her passing between his lips.]

Clothes off, archer. Now. [She tugs at the waistband of his pants. It was time for them to go.]

Oh? Someone got demanding. [He grinned against her lips, nipping gently.]

Don't you want to take me? [She lowered her voice to the seductive, husky tone some of the dancing girls had taught her.]

[He brushed a little hair from Steph's face, a shiver going through him.] You know I do.

Then take me. [She turned her head and kisses his palm.] I want you.