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That night is one that is not going to leave my memory for a while;
You = shirtless
Me = pant less
We ended up sharing a bed, flirtatiously bantering over a pillow - of course, we would. We got into bed and I started scratching your back because I knew you liked it. You said it felt amazing and you were already falling asleep, we were that tired. Funny how we stayed up for three hours after that, just the two of us. Everyone else was peacefully snoring, or halfway there - we could guess who was who.
You showed me your body, guided me. You moved my hand that you were holding down your perfect torso. The dent between your ribcage and your hipbone, you helped me feel the way your structure fell and rose with every breath you took. I traced your muscles, one and all - your body was warm, hot and warm - despite the fact that your hands were cold. I snuggled closer to you as we held hands again, sharing the pillow and the blanket. We let go, only so our legs could find each others’, and as they wrapped around each other I whispered that long legs came in handy. You laughed silently, asked if I could guide you across my body.
And so I did, cautiously.
You said my body was amazing; you traced my spinal - just as I had yours, all the way down to my lower back bone sending shivers up my spine. You quietly whispered, inquiring where the most sensitive parts of my body were - little did you know that you were oh so close. My neck, my lips, my collarbone.
You played with my hair, fixing it, then messing it up again, finally placing that stray strand behind my ear. Your hand lingered there, just lay there; rested innocently on my neck. You held it; my neck, stroked it. My breathing slowed; steadied. We were so close I could feel your every breath on my face, my lips. Your eyelashes brushed my cheek and vice versa, you commented on how long mine where.
Then, out of nowhere you pushed yourself up, bent over me and whilst still holding my neck, bit it playfully, seductively. You loosened your bite, only to bite my neck again, kiss it and apologize stating that you loved my neck and that you simply could not resist.
Your fingertips traced my face, as if to memorize it. You brushed your thumb against my bottom lip, kissed it then continued touching my face. Tracing, outlining my cheekbone, my jaw line, then back down to my neck. I memorized your face too, how you had a scruff of a goatee, how your jaw line bent strongly at the perfect position, how your long, curled eyelashes brushed against my fingers too fast and how you couldn’t help but smile when I traced your lips, how you kept biting my finger, kissing it.
We fell asleep with my face tucked in against your chest, your head resting on mine. smiles on both of our faces, you watched me while i slept and i was okay with that.
The next morning you told your friend it was the best sleep you had ever gotten.
So much could have happened; nothing happened that night.
Submitted by disfunctionalperfection

That night is one that is not going to leave my memory for a while;

You = shirtless

Me = pant less

We ended up sharing a bed, flirtatiously bantering over a pillow - of course, we would. We got into bed and I started scratching your back because I knew you liked it. You said it felt amazing and you were already falling asleep, we were that tired. Funny how we stayed up for three hours after that, just the two of us. Everyone else was peacefully snoring, or halfway there - we could guess who was who.

You showed me your body, guided me. You moved my hand that you were holding down your perfect torso. The dent between your ribcage and your hipbone, you helped me feel the way your structure fell and rose with every breath you took. I traced your muscles, one and all - your body was warm, hot and warm - despite the fact that your hands were cold. I snuggled closer to you as we held hands again, sharing the pillow and the blanket. We let go, only so our legs could find each others’, and as they wrapped around each other I whispered that long legs came in handy. You laughed silently, asked if I could guide you across my body.

And so I did, cautiously.

You said my body was amazing; you traced my spinal - just as I had yours, all the way down to my lower back bone sending shivers up my spine. You quietly whispered, inquiring where the most sensitive parts of my body were - little did you know that you were oh so close. My neck, my lips, my collarbone.

You played with my hair, fixing it, then messing it up again, finally placing that stray strand behind my ear. Your hand lingered there, just lay there; rested innocently on my neck. You held it; my neck, stroked it. My breathing slowed; steadied. We were so close I could feel your every breath on my face, my lips. Your eyelashes brushed my cheek and vice versa, you commented on how long mine where.

Then, out of nowhere you pushed yourself up, bent over me and whilst still holding my neck, bit it playfully, seductively. You loosened your bite, only to bite my neck again, kiss it and apologize stating that you loved my neck and that you simply could not resist.

Your fingertips traced my face, as if to memorize it. You brushed your thumb against my bottom lip, kissed it then continued touching my face. Tracing, outlining my cheekbone, my jaw line, then back down to my neck. I memorized your face too, how you had a scruff of a goatee, how your jaw line bent strongly at the perfect position, how your long, curled eyelashes brushed against my fingers too fast and how you couldn’t help but smile when I traced your lips, how you kept biting my finger, kissing it.

We fell asleep with my face tucked in against your chest, your head resting on mine. smiles on both of our faces, you watched me while i slept and i was okay with that.

The next morning you told your friend it was the best sleep you had ever gotten.

So much could have happened; nothing happened that night.

Submitted by disfunctionalperfection

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