The Milky way 🌬️
FirstKiss 😘
We start out soft.
And slow.
I grab you by the waist and pull you close. I feel the breath leave your lips right before I kiss you.
Soft and slow.
I need to have you, now.
Pushing harder and pulling you closer, I taste a divine cocktail of fear, uncertainty and lust.
I want another sip.
We pull apart, and air makes its way back into us. The sound of the rain hitting against the roof of the car being the only thing to remind us of where we are, you begin to drive again, while I fix my shirt and steal as many glances as I can.
Soon enough we pull into a crowd road, with just the restaurant where we're meeting .
I look at you, and this time I don't steal my glances.
I want to touch you again. Feel your lips pressed against mine. I want to run my hands through your body, press them against your flesh and pull you closer until I can smell your hair, and hear your moans again. I want to run my tongue across you, and taste the fear of what's to come. I want to hear you whisper my name as I take you. Soft and slow, of course.
I undo your seatbelt. Our knuckles brush and you smile.
You try to dash across the street and into your little cafe, while I stare from behind. You slip, but I have you. I hold you, arms wrapped around you, your hands clutching at my chest. I lean in closer, and all I want is to get back in that car. ❣️ "I..." You never did hear the rest of it - our friends having made their way to the cafe, and the moment lost.
Would you wanna read what happens next?Do they hook up, play it off or end up together for ever after?Let me know what you're rooting for 😉 :)
🌍
We start out soft.
And slow.
I grab you by the waist and pull you close. I feel the breath leave your lips right before I kiss you.
Soft and slow.
I need to have you, now.
Pushing harder and pulling you closer, I taste a divine cocktail of fear, uncertainty and lust.
I want another sip.
We pull apart, and air makes its way back into us. The sound of the rain hitting against the roof of the car being the only thing to remind us of where we are, you begin to drive again, while I fix my shirt and steal as many glances as I can.
Soon enough we pull into a crowd road, with just the restaurant where we're meeting .
I look at you, and this time I don't steal my glances.
I want to touch you again. Feel your lips pressed against mine. I want to run my hands through your body, press them against your flesh and pull you closer until I can smell your hair, and hear your moans again. I want to run my tongue across you, and taste the fear of what's to come. I want to hear you whisper my name as I take you. Soft and slow, of course.
I undo your seatbelt. Our knuckles brush and you smile.
You try to dash across the street and into your little cafe, while I stare from behind. You slip, but I have you. I hold you, arms wrapped around you, your hands clutching at my chest. I lean in closer, and all I want is to get back in that car. ❣️ "I..." You never did hear the rest of it - our friends having made their way to the cafe, and the moment lost.
Would you wanna read what happens next?Do they hook up, play it off or end up together for ever after?Let me know what you're rooting for 😉 :)
🌍
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