Masquerade Page 8 (JonXGirlfriend)
Her lips were as soft as the kiss. In this dance, he allowed her to lead and he could feel arms slowly begin to wrap around him. He followed suit and placed his hands around her waist, drawing her closer to his body, but still keeping the same light kiss. The butterflies wouldn't stop moving in Jon's stomach and some seemed to even travel up into his neck, causing the hair to stand up straight. His heart ran a million beats a minute and he didn't dare re-open his shut eyes, afraid to only wake up from a dream. He tightened his grip around her, but as soon as it started, it ended.
She pulled away, her lipstick still perfect, but the lips in a smile. Jon could feel the redness in his face and all he could was continue to look at the beautiful girl that was now in his arms; his own arms, not those of another.
"Jon… Are you alright?"
Jon couldn't feel it, but there was a frown on his face despite the kiss he just received. He blinked a few times before bringing the girl back close to him,