Roslin's The Vixen: A Narrative Fiction

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“You’re staring.”

Breaking out of the trance the vixen held over him, Steve’s soft blue orbs blinked away the haze before locking onto gorgeous amber irises. The color was unlike any he’d ever seen before. It entranced him, sending a pleasurable shiver down his spine. His gaze unintentionally traveled down, tracing across her facial features. He took in the dips and curves on her porcelain skin before his baby blues landed on her lips. Those alluring, plump and kissable lips.

“It’s nearly impossible not to, Roslin.” Her name was like a glissade, sliding from his soft lips. The dual toned tendrils fell like waves over her shoulders; scarlet and ivory curling together. The faint scent of rose fluttered into his nose, making his heart flutter underneath his breast. He watched as she idly traced the rim
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The gorgeous vixen said nothing, only standing tall and sliding her curvy form between his muscular stature and the bar. Steve kept his eyes locked on her form, watching intently as his breath hitched in his throat the moment her palms landed on his muscular chest. Sliding her palms up from his chest, she hooked her arms around his thick neck before she tugged him down into a slow yet passionate lip lock.

Feeling her lips against his own made Steve all that more heated, his lips more than eagerly returned the kiss. Her lips melded perfectly against his own as her slim fingers ran across his scalp, moving through the short blonde spikes, eliciting a groan from him. The kiss seemed to last forever and Steve was more than alright with that. His large hands landed on her curved hips, holding her flush against his body before he felt he part from the kiss, a small sigh slipping from his mouth.

“Red looks good on you.” She purred out, licking her lips as she winked before slipping out of his grasp and swaying out of the room, leaving Captain America himself at a loss for

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