Post by larue on Jul 1, 2006 22:11:34 GMT 10
I am not really confident about writing descriptions. I was playing around with this self imposed writing activity and thought it was kind of fun. Hope you do as well.
Waking Up……
Abby Lockhart came awake slowly. Her head was resting on his forearm and her fingers were clasped in his. She frowned slightly and turned her head to look beside her. She smiled a bit as she saw his sleeping face on the pillow.
Luka.
She shifted herself carefully under the covers and turned to look at him. His dark hair fell across his forehead and his dark brows were slightly furrowed as he frowned a bit in his sleep. What was he thinking? Her smile widened slightly as she examined his thick dark lashes….his long straight nose and thin lips. His cheeks and chin were covered with the slightest dark beard stubble. He’d shaved in the shower last night. For her. She tried to discern a whiff of the citrusy spicy smell of the after shave he usually used but couldn’t. Instead it was the clean, fresh smell of soap…..and him. The groove on his cheek deepened as he grimaced in his sleep and she could see the beginnings of the dimple that came at the slightest hint of a smile. She studied the thick, ropy muscles of his neck and where they joined his shoulder. Her eyes traveled down his arm where he held the bedsheets at his waist. His long fingers were relaxed and spread across his covered hip, the nails clean and trimmed short. He’d wrapped one long leg and foot on top of the sheet and she lifted her head a bit to study the sinewy muscles. She knew he wasn’t a workout kind of guy but there wasn’t a spare ounce of fat anywhere on his frame. His long toes curled a bit and she carefully settled back into the pillows against his arm. She rubbed her cheek gently against the skin there and drifted back to sleep. Sometimes a moment like this was the most comforting and satisfying.
Just looking.
Luka rolled over in his bed and opened his eyes slowly. He smiled slightly as he took in the tousled dark hair that spread across the pillow next to his. He sniffed and then took a deep breath of the flowery scent of the conditioner she used on her hair and the lotion she used on her skin.
Abby.
She was on her side, facing away from him, and he sighed softly as his eyes traced the delicate curved shell of her ear and down her slender neck line to her soft shoulder. Tiny tendrils of hair curled slightly along the hairline on the back of her neck, his favorite place to sneak a kiss when she was sleeping. The thin strap of her navy camisole top marred the creamy skin of her shoulder and he longed to slip it down. Instead he rested his chin on his folded arm and continued his search. His dark eyes traveled down her slender arm to the elbow that was bent where her arm rested just above the curve of her waist. The bed sheets were tucked under her arm and she had pulled them snugly close to her. His smile widened a bit has he took in the gentle curve of her waist and the rise of her hips under the sheet. Her knees were bent and he could feel her toes curved slightly over his own knee where they sought warmth.
She stirred and raised her arm, pressing the back of her hand to her cheek as she stretched in the bed next to him. She rolled over onto her back and turned her head on the pillow. She folded her hands together over her stomach. Her eyes opened and she shut them again, frowning at the sunlight coming in through the blinds on the window. She wrinkled her nose and then cracked her eyes open again and smiled a bit as she saw him.
“Hi,” she said in a husky morning voice. “What are you doing?” Luka shrugged and grinned.
“Just looking.”
Waking Up……
Abby Lockhart came awake slowly. Her head was resting on his forearm and her fingers were clasped in his. She frowned slightly and turned her head to look beside her. She smiled a bit as she saw his sleeping face on the pillow.
Luka.
She shifted herself carefully under the covers and turned to look at him. His dark hair fell across his forehead and his dark brows were slightly furrowed as he frowned a bit in his sleep. What was he thinking? Her smile widened slightly as she examined his thick dark lashes….his long straight nose and thin lips. His cheeks and chin were covered with the slightest dark beard stubble. He’d shaved in the shower last night. For her. She tried to discern a whiff of the citrusy spicy smell of the after shave he usually used but couldn’t. Instead it was the clean, fresh smell of soap…..and him. The groove on his cheek deepened as he grimaced in his sleep and she could see the beginnings of the dimple that came at the slightest hint of a smile. She studied the thick, ropy muscles of his neck and where they joined his shoulder. Her eyes traveled down his arm where he held the bedsheets at his waist. His long fingers were relaxed and spread across his covered hip, the nails clean and trimmed short. He’d wrapped one long leg and foot on top of the sheet and she lifted her head a bit to study the sinewy muscles. She knew he wasn’t a workout kind of guy but there wasn’t a spare ounce of fat anywhere on his frame. His long toes curled a bit and she carefully settled back into the pillows against his arm. She rubbed her cheek gently against the skin there and drifted back to sleep. Sometimes a moment like this was the most comforting and satisfying.
Just looking.
Luka rolled over in his bed and opened his eyes slowly. He smiled slightly as he took in the tousled dark hair that spread across the pillow next to his. He sniffed and then took a deep breath of the flowery scent of the conditioner she used on her hair and the lotion she used on her skin.
Abby.
She was on her side, facing away from him, and he sighed softly as his eyes traced the delicate curved shell of her ear and down her slender neck line to her soft shoulder. Tiny tendrils of hair curled slightly along the hairline on the back of her neck, his favorite place to sneak a kiss when she was sleeping. The thin strap of her navy camisole top marred the creamy skin of her shoulder and he longed to slip it down. Instead he rested his chin on his folded arm and continued his search. His dark eyes traveled down her slender arm to the elbow that was bent where her arm rested just above the curve of her waist. The bed sheets were tucked under her arm and she had pulled them snugly close to her. His smile widened a bit has he took in the gentle curve of her waist and the rise of her hips under the sheet. Her knees were bent and he could feel her toes curved slightly over his own knee where they sought warmth.
She stirred and raised her arm, pressing the back of her hand to her cheek as she stretched in the bed next to him. She rolled over onto her back and turned her head on the pillow. She folded her hands together over her stomach. Her eyes opened and she shut them again, frowning at the sunlight coming in through the blinds on the window. She wrinkled her nose and then cracked her eyes open again and smiled a bit as she saw him.
“Hi,” she said in a husky morning voice. “What are you doing?” Luka shrugged and grinned.
“Just looking.”