I plunged my lips down and united them with Ben's. For a moment there was shock in his eyes. Then he started to struggle violently. I didn't care, I ripped his shirt and burrowed myself into his soft flesh.

“I love you, Ben! I love you!”

There was little response, if there was any. I wouldn't have registered it either way. At this point none of that mattered. I needed to make love to Ben. I needed him. I needed his body and soul. I needed his light.

I plunged into him, or he in me. It didn't matter. We melted. Melted together into one soul as we plunged down.

Ah, and look.

There is the abyss.