Ok so um I don't do this real much... This will probably be the first and last time you see me post a story(one-shot technically) on FF. I'm Rose (or Roze for some of you peeps that remember me from the early days). Kinda old to the FF community. This is a one-shot made for Angel's writing contest. She's the one who persuaded me to post this. Anyways this is my romantic one shot. Leave any comments or critiques below. I would very much appreciate them:3 So...enjoy ???????? Green. That was the color of his eyes. Hunter green. So vivid and wild you can see the potential energy held back within them. His raven locks of hair always acting as curtain for those green eyes. Why he would try to hide something so breath-takingly beautiful . I remember lying in the grassy meadow, my back touching his. I could feel his spine through the thin material of my shirt. "How much do you love me?" I asked. He peeked around his shoulder and raised an eyebrow. "What?" I scooted around to face him, "How much do you love me?" I repeated. Without a seconds thought he took my hand and cradled it firmly between his. "Is there something wrong, love?" "Nothing is wrong, just answer the question already." He chuckled under his breath, edging closer towards me. His pleasing pink lips tracing a line from my mouth downwards, he paused, and softly whispered into the nook of my neck, "A lot." I dare not to move. My heart hastened from his luscious touch, but my curiosity was too much. I have been wanting to asking him this since the first day I saw his verdant orbs. I could hardly breath. "How much is a lot?" A grin crept across his face, "Let me show you." A warm hand snaked it's way up the back of my flimsy shirt, gradually tugging it over my head. He gently nudged me down on the grass and resumed his arrangement of kiss across my body. Hunched over pecking my stomach, his hands had begun to feel for the button on my jeans, silently unfastening it. We had never got this far before, never even conversed about it. Yet somehow, when I saw his face, his built bare chest, a warm honey glazed tint, and those cosmic green eyes, I knew. I knew I was ready. That night we had shared something scared with each other. Some might call it our virginity, but I would rather call it a promise of love. Our bare bodies laid hidden in the tall summer blades. It was as of we were made for each other, our figures fitting perfectly in every nook and cranny like puzzle pieces. I could hear his heart racing against my chest and hot breath on my neck. He nuzzled my ear delicately with his lips, and murmured "Before you ask me how much I love you. Well, look at the sky. See all those twinkling lights, see all those stars? Each and every one represents my love for you, it's unmeasurable and infinite. Does that answer satisfies you, my love?" I smiled, "Very much." With that, I leaned over to pressing my lips on his, pouring in as much passion from my body as possibly. We spent the rest of the night together, sleeping under the stars. My green eyed swain, how I love you so. ????????