A tender first time

Continuing to caress her arm, you bend your head to the side and place a gentle, lingering kiss on her neck that you begin to trail towards her mouth. As you reach her succulent pink teen lips, you stop. Moving away a little and seeing her eyes flutter open and lock gazes with yours.

Gods, she's beautiful.

You lean in, and before your eyes close, you feel a soft intake of breath from her as she reciprocates. You feel your lips connect, and electricity courses through your body. Your arms trace the outline of her waist until they are both placed in the centre of her back.

The kiss deepens.

The heat between the two of you intensifies.

Your tongues meet, and you taste the sweetness of her. Like summer-ripe plums, or the strawberries that Lord Karstark had delivered to the household last month when he visited.

Heavy-breathed, you pull away from each other, resting your foreheads against one another's.