We kiss, and it's like paradise, Eden and Nirvana, and all those other silly poetic things people spout about love. Only it's real between us, and I want to savor every moment of it. Now, and every time after.
He's not saying goodbye. He's saying hello again.
He's promising to stay.
He touches me reverently, cupping my cheek, trailing his fingertips along my jaw.
His hand slides down my chest, and then I gasp into his mouth when he teases at a nipple, my body jerking, not unpleasantly, at the contact.
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Date: 2012-11-03 11:16 pm (UTC)He's not saying goodbye. He's saying hello again.
He's promising to stay.
He touches me reverently, cupping my cheek, trailing his fingertips along my jaw.
His hand slides down my chest, and then I gasp into his mouth when he teases at a nipple, my body jerking, not unpleasantly, at the contact.