Yes and fall in love

I kissed him between the shoulder blades, and to my delight, he kissed me on the head. At that moment, it wasn't just about sex or lust; it was about him. I had him, and he had me. Our exchange summoned a bright new connection we never thought we would discover. I carefully grabbed his very small teenie weenie. His penis delicately remained cute, soft, and tiny. We both drifted into a peaceful sleep. In that moment, I loved him and wanted to be with him.