In the beginning, there was light and darkness-- the innocence and the temptation.
We were alone together for quite some time, it was only natural that eventually we would look to each other to fulfill the need for human intimacy.
The first few moments of our realizations were filled with anxiety and awkwardness-- though it was easy to look past that in oursituation.
I had been with a woman before, but not like this. She was fluent and I was not.
Her touch was soft and soothing against my cheekbone--trailing her fingers down to my lips as they quivered in anticipation.
We had a deal. There were no words to be spoken. Only the embraces we so needed to keep us from madness.
She traced her fingers over my lips, leaning in to let her warm breath fall slightly over my face. A shiver was sent through my spine as I felt this.
I stood there, my back against the cold, metal wall--trapped in her lust. I wanted this-- it had been so long.
She leaned in closer, letting her lips brush against the skin of my neck, leaving a trail of goosebumps in their wake.
Placing her fingers under my chin, she lifted my face to meet her-- staring into my eyes, deeply searching for the "yes" we both needed to show. She found it.
Finally, her lips touched my own -- their softness entwined in a moist embrace. Our longing had reached each other.
I didn't dare breathe, for I feared I would wake up from some dream but this was no dream. This was our reality.
As the kiss continued, I sharply gasped for air. She stopped, a small smile shown on her face before she leaned in yet again.
Her hand gently stroked my neck asour lips pressed together. She was so gentle, yet so filled with passion.
I felt her tongue graze across my bottom lip as we kissed, the sensation ran through my body and she knew that.
Her hands had left my neck and found their way down to my hips, holding me tightly against her. I could feel her heartbeat and I'm sure she felt mine.
Caressing my hips with her fingers, our mouths parted open and our tongues met. They danced together in their warm, moist homes. I loved the way she tasted.
She pressed her body harder against mine and ran her hands up and down my sides, lifting my shirt to let the cold air touch my skin.
As the kiss grew more passionate, so did she, sliding her hands up to my uncaged breasts and grazing my nipples with her fingers.
I moaned softly into her mouth, she lifted my shirt over my head, exposing my breasts to her. She stopped the kiss for only a moment, a moment in which she took to gaze at my chest silently before placing her lips tightly against mine yet again.
I ran my fingers through her hair and pulled her as tight against me as I could-- an attempt to feel her entering my own body.
She reached up, took my hands in hers and held them over my head against the wall as she pulled my bottom lip into her mouth and gently sucked on it.
I felt my body melt underneath her and slightly struggled against her grasp on my arms, though I will admit I did not struggle hard.
I wanted her, so badly, and while we were finally embracing each other, it was not enough for me. I feared nothing would be enough.
She ran her hands down my arms, down my sides and slid her fingers between my skin and the waistline of my pants. I jerked a little, being caught off guard.
And just like that... as it had started, it had ended.
She withdrew her hand and stared at me, without a word spoken, she retired to her quarters and so did I-- patiently awaiting our next encounter as we knew, without a doubt, there would be one.
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