ALEX'S POINT OF VIEW
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"Breathe, Calvin... breathe..." I say as I gently enter him and see that no air enters or escapes his parted full lips, worried that he won't relax enough for him not to feel any discomfort.
"Then give me your breath..." He pleads, electrocuting my entire being with jolts of fire, love, need, and with the desperation behind his sweet words which will be the end of me, turns those flames into a wildfire that spread through every cell of my body, my soul, my being... he's turning me into ash and he doesn't even know it.
As usual, I cave to his request and lay on top of him, supporting my weight on one arm, and with the other, I cup his face and lean until our lips touch, and as soon as I exhaled, he inhaled my breath h
