Rest Your Head On My Shoulder Novels & Stories

I wrapped my arms around his neck and rested my head on his shoulder. “I missed you too,” I whispered.

I rest my head against his shoulder, letting the comfort of him seep into my skin. “We’re really doing this,” I whisper. “Yeah,” he says. “We are.”

He sighs and then rests his head on my shoulder as we continue to move. —*

When we both start to relax, I retract and do as he had done earlier, and lick the wound clean. I rest my head on his shoulder, and I feel him bury his nose in my hair as he holds me close.

attacking me again, she jumped on me, “Later ,” she said, tickling me. Laughing, “No,” and she stopped, “I don't want you to leave Maya.” Snuggling close to me, “I'm not leaving permanently honey, it's just a vacation for my baby and I.” “Then can I come with you?” I asked hopefully, “ the doctor said I should rest,” smiling. Maya made me rest my head on her shoulder , “shush dear, don't stress yourself.” “But…”

Adrian still held my hand, and I was still comforted by his touch. “Are you sleepy? You can take a nap, you know?” Adrian suggested tenderly. “Hmm…a little…” I admitted. “You can lean your head on my shoulder,” Adrian offered kindly. I smiled up at him thinking that I wasn’t a child; however, I decided to take him up on his offer and slowly leaned my head on his shoulder as I hugged his arm to my side. His body felt so warm and when he reached out his hand to stroke my hair softly, my eyelids started to feel heavy and soon my eyes had drifted closed.

And started pressing my head and shoulders. What was wrong with her?? Why can't she understand that I don't want company right now? " See I will give you a special head and shoulder massage. I am very good at it. You will feel much better after about half an hour. " " I don't want it. " " At least try it. " She said and started pressing the corded muscles of my shoulder. I felt a bit of relief but got a bit uncomfortable when she leaned against me while pressing my head.

My eyes shot open and i try to sit straight when his voice surprises me. "It's okay" Ethan's voice whispers before i could get my head off his shoulder. My mind seems to be too sleepy because i oblige and feel myself falling into a deep sleep on his shoulder. For some weird twisted reason, the light sparks emitting from his shoulder onto my skin, feels right.

Before gently holding his head, his hair still damp, I bring his head to my shoulder. If he was awake, he would never have let me do this, not if we didn’t have to perform for an audience. However, this is a state of emergency, his neck will hurt if I let it go on like this. But I can’t lie and say this isn’t nice. It is. The wind also feels nice, for the first time in a while, I find that nothing else matters, just us, in this moment. It’s been years since I’ve felt my shoulders relax completely, mostly for Izzy’s benefit, so he doesn’t feel the knots in them.

He explained. "I'm sorry if I'm causing you any trouble... You've been so kind to me but I can't seem to do anything to help you in the way that you're helping me," I sighed, slouching forward until he surprised me, shuffling closer as he grabbed my head, gently placing it on his shoulder, the action catching me by surprise as I gulped, unknowingly holding my breath. "What are you-" "-You look tired." He explained "Yes, but so are you. And, you've given me a bed to sleep on so why would I use your shoulder?"