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Do you know if you're ever coming back to Seattle Grace? Even if it's just to see Jackson? | |
| ─ d-ontyouwanttosharetheguilt | ||
Well, Um. I have visited my friends a few times, after the shooting.
Jackson wants to help me get my job back, anyway..
April gave a small grin before getting closer to him. She wrapped her arms around his waist, and finally made it to the bed, along with him. She brought her lips to his again, and kissed him slowly, with more passion every second.
Jackson moved April underneath him, taking control of the situation. He leaned down and pressed his lips firmly on her own, his hands on her shoulders. He explored her form with his hands, his lips following shortly after.
April let her lips get tangled with his, as her body touched his. When she was with Jackson…everything was right…everything was perfect…April’s hands were now the back of Jackson’s neck, and her lips moved from his lips to his neck, to his cheek, and April waited a moment, before bringing her lips back to his, once more. She let her arms slide down his back softly.
When April’s soft hands trailed down Jackson’s exposed back, he felt himself shudder at her touch. His lips came down on hers with much more force and ferocity then before, as if he couldn’t be with her soon enough. He slid her shirt up over her head, the soft fabric trailing against her skin. Jackson tossed the shirt somewhere on his floor, surely they would find it later among all of his other things. “April you are so…” he continued to kiss her, his hands finding their way across her bare skin. “God, I love you.” he breathed.
April giggled a little bit,stopping her lips for a moment to smile. “I love you.” she whispered, before sliding her arms down farther, slipping off his pants/shorts. She felt his soft, hot skin against hers, and it gave her both chills, and butterflies in her stomach..every time she touched Jackson…it was like it was the first time..a girls first kiss with a crush…April realized that a Madonna song was actually relevant.
Jackson wasted no time unbuckling April’s belt and tossing her jeans behind him. It was a shame that every time he took off her clothes he began to feel guilty. For her getting pregnant, for her failing the boards, for her losing the baby. He pushed the thoughts from his mind, his hands occupied themselves as they slid down April’s legs, resting at her hips. He bent his head and his mouth made contact with her belly button, planting his lips around it before moving further down. Jackson moved his lips to the inside of April’s thighs, his hands settling comfortably around her backside.
April was obviously really drunk, and couldn’t stop giggling. She let her hands, and lips explore his body, as she giggled like a little girl. It was like her body connected with his perfectly..like a puzzle. April Stripped the rest of her clothing, and his off, and continued to let her lips tangle with his, and put her arms back around his, making him a little closer,
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wait Cristina never kissed Jackson & she never got shot.. im confused? but I really love your roll in the show! | |
| ─ Anonymous | ||
What?
She did kiss him..and she got shot in the leg. But thanks? I didn’t know I was in a show?
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what will your family think of jackson? | |
| ─ Anonymous | ||
Um, well they will probably like him for who he is..but they wouldn’t approve of the pregnancy thing..
April gave a small grin before getting closer to him. She wrapped her arms around his waist, and finally made it to the bed, along with him. She brought her lips to his again, and kissed him slowly, with more passion every second.
Jackson moved April underneath him, taking control of the situation. He leaned down and pressed his lips firmly on her own, his hands on her shoulders. He explored her form with his hands, his lips following shortly after.
April let her lips get tangled with his, as her body touched his. When she was with Jackson…everything was right…everything was perfect…April’s hands were now the back of Jackson’s neck, and her lips moved from his lips to his neck, to his cheek, and April waited a moment, before bringing her lips back to his, once more. She let her arms slide down his back softly.
When April’s soft hands trailed down Jackson’s exposed back, he felt himself shudder at her touch. His lips came down on hers with much more force and ferocity then before, as if he couldn’t be with her soon enough. He slid her shirt up over her head, the soft fabric trailing against her skin. Jackson tossed the shirt somewhere on his floor, surely they would find it later among all of his other things. “April you are so…” he continued to kiss her, his hands finding their way across her bare skin. “God, I love you.” he breathed.
April giggled a little bit,stopping her lips for a moment to smile. “I love you.” she whispered, before sliding her arms down farther, slipping off his pants/shorts. She felt his soft, hot skin against hers, and it gave her both chills, and butterflies in her stomach..every time she touched Jackson…it was like it was the first time..a girls first kiss with a crush…April realized that a Madonna song was actually relevant.
