TWENTY-INTOXICATE
Maybe I was the one to light the flame. Or maybe together, we started an inferno. All I knew was the moment his lips brushed mine I was gone, completely and inconceivably falling. But falling had never felt so good. I always thought the only thing that lay below was hell, but now I knew.. heaven lay below. I ran a hand through his hair, it was softer than I had imagined. He was softer than I had imagined. Everything about him was gentle in this moment. The kiss was slow, but packed with unguarded want. I felt myself being lifted, as he pulled me into his lap like a china doll, careful not to break me. The way his feverish lips swept across mine, with such... there wasn't a word to describe to, emotions taken and rolled into felt, that ached in my heart as something I couldn't emot
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