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      In all my life, I think no one ever opened himself for me. No one ever told me his most deep secrets, never trusted one single word, never tried to turn me into more than a girl without friends.

      Sebastian did, and I felt his soul as well as the wind and the earth around us. I observed his forehead, his eyes, nose and jaw. The lines of his face, thin, but precise, carved into shape by years of surviving and self-learning. Something about terror, mystery and goodness. The lines of a boy who was becoming a man.

      The possibility of a war, the possibility of losing him was scaring me more than I could ever expect. How could I live so many years without someone to say those things to me? How could I wake up knowing that my day would be the same crap as always? Knowing that no one would say my butt was cute, sleep on the floor, walk into a room with a gun and face danger for me? No one would keep me standing to get out of the maze while all I wanted was to fall...

      "Angelina?" his eyebrows went up, "Why are you crying?"

      "...Gosh, Sebastian!" I couldn't hold it anymore, I just grabbed his hair and kissed him.

      His body got all tense and I could imagine his eyes wide open like an owl's, but I didn't care and pressed myself more against him, forcing his lips to let mine pass. That's when his mouth opened and he kissed me back.

      I felt my tears mingling with the water left on his face from the jump in the lake. I smiled at the thought of it and threw my arms around his neck, pushing his shoulders backwards. He understood the message and let his head touch the ground while we kissed.

      I lied on him, my elbows pressing his shoulders by the two sides of his head, and I peppered his neck with kisses. Sebastian's throat reverberated with some kind of groan and my chest immediately began to burn, so deep and so strong I felt I was going to die. That's when I realized I needed to stop or we would be lost.

      I pulled my mouth away from his. Our eyes opened together and my heartbeat didn't want to slow down; so I backed more until I could admire his whole face.

      I blinked. "You have almost no freckles."

      "Yeah I like to take them off to wash sometimes."

      "Idiot. Did your mother have?"

      "I don't remember, actually." His hands pressed the two sides of my hips and he looked intently into me.

      Warmth ran up to every part of my body. I didn't know how to take that moment in an intelligent way. So I leaned closer and kissed him, lips against lips, like two kids that had just discovered the magic that suddenly grew between them. When I felt it was about to go deeper I pulled away. His nails automatically pinched my clothes, asking why I'd stopped.

    I tried to get up, pulling my weight off him, but he held me in place, his fists clenched in my thighs.

      "Don't."

      I felt my insides tingle. A thousand little ants ran down my clothes and I couldn't make them stop. Sebastian's soft fingers scratching my skin weren't helping much either.

"I still need to show you one last technique." He moved his hands up my thighs and stopped on my back. I died about 136 times, counting the heart attacks and shivers that contributed to those dyings.

      Sebastian suddenly rolled us over, pinning me underneath him with his legs. I screamed with the speed of it and looked up at his eyes. They were somehow different, with an intensity so bright and so alive I felt hungry.

      "Use this to escape from..." He licked his lips. "...predators."

      I gasped at the heat his word caused. He brought his head down to my neck and started kissing it. Another scream was born in the pit of my stomach but it went out combined with letters. "Sebastian!" I clenched my nails on him.

      He smiled against me and continued kissing my vocal chords, then up my jaw, and down to my collarbone. I stretched my neck to one side and to the other, following his moves, and suddenly our foreheads touched, both ragged breaths blowing against each other. Then he grabbed my leg and hooked it around his waist. "Come with me." He said.

      I held my breath as Sebastian pulled my body up into the air with him. I shut my eyes and hugged his neck, while feeling his arms closing around me too, making it impossible for me to fall. I am feeling pretty amazing right now.

I was wondering which animal matched the most with Sebastian. And got to the conclusion foxes are his soul.
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And I also got to the conclusion a fox is pretty easy to draw maybe I should draw animals more often.