a_libertine
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Campo had inspected his arm when Erin left the camp gaging the amount of damage the bullet had done to him. His arm was flaring with pain, a burning sensation crippling his strength in his left arm. Tearing a length of cloth from the shirt of the fat man, Campo tied it over his wound, staunching the blood flow.
Quickly searching the two men, he gathered about ten dollars from their corpses. He heard Erin coming back with the horses and turned to her as she announced, "It's just me."
He walked over and grabbed her chin, forcing her face up, so their eyes could meet. "There is nothing 'just' about you, woman. You must understand that fact; that you are important enough that I will kill any person your father sends after us."
Letting go of her chin, he caressed her face, his eyes shift from hard and fierce to a smoldering glint as they bored into her eyes. He leaned forward, and grazed his lips against hers. A first kiss, soft and tender, boiling with a need and urgency he would never be able to explain as the tentative resistance in her mouth gave way.
His tongue slid into Erin's mouth, dancing with her tongue. His arms wrapped around her waist, pulling her tight against his body. His burgeoning hard on pressing against her.
Quickly searching the two men, he gathered about ten dollars from their corpses. He heard Erin coming back with the horses and turned to her as she announced, "It's just me."
He walked over and grabbed her chin, forcing her face up, so their eyes could meet. "There is nothing 'just' about you, woman. You must understand that fact; that you are important enough that I will kill any person your father sends after us."
Letting go of her chin, he caressed her face, his eyes shift from hard and fierce to a smoldering glint as they bored into her eyes. He leaned forward, and grazed his lips against hers. A first kiss, soft and tender, boiling with a need and urgency he would never be able to explain as the tentative resistance in her mouth gave way.
His tongue slid into Erin's mouth, dancing with her tongue. His arms wrapped around her waist, pulling her tight against his body. His burgeoning hard on pressing against her.