a perfect kiss.

You've both fallen silent. Not that you've run out of things to say, just hat now isn't the time. You tilt your head, looking him in the eye. You stretch up, shifting your weight. Your lips meet.

This kiss is like none of your earlier ones. Before, Alex had been commanding, forcefully thrusting his tongue into you. Now he's soft and gentle, letting you be in command. Your lips caress one another's, fluttering wings of bliss with each new touch.

You break the kiss long enough to move, to get comfortable. You end up sitting on Alex's lap, his arms around you, supporting you. You slowly press your lips against his once more.

You kiss like this for a joyous eternity. Alex's hands stroke your back and arms, leaving goosebumps in their wake. You can smell his strong, sweet scent with your every breath. You can taste him on your lips.

You close your eyes and part your lips ever so slightly. Your tongue creeps out, flicking across his lips, running along his white teeth. Alex responds, the tip of his tongue meeting yours. You sigh.

Your tongues play with each other, dipping and sliding; rolling and caressing across one another. Slowly, you explore every part of Alex's mouth and you feel him doing the same to you. As you feel him press his tongue deeper into you, you suck on it. Your lips slide along his tongue for a moment before you return them to kissing. You'd heard the change in his breathing. When your own tongue returns to his mouth, he returns the favour.

You lose all track of time. You've never kissed like this before. You slowly come to think of this as your first real kiss. The joy and bliss of it. You feel closer to Alex than you've ever felt to anyone. You feel safe and warm and happy. You could stay in this moment for an eternity.