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Hello and thank you for taking your time to read/review this! I actually laughed after writing this, because I've never come close to being kissed, let alone attracting any male species for that matter. So umm, for those of you 'experienced' ones, I look forward to your enlightenment? xD
It isn’t his kiss that draws me in, as tender as his lips are.
The world suddenly fades out of view, and how my heart quickens in anticipation. When our breaths hitch softly as we lean in, I notice a faint, endearing blush blooming on his cheeks. Every nerve on my body seems to tingle as he holds my gaze with gentle eyes that whisper his love without words. One arm holds my waist securely while the other tilts my chin and embarrasses me with his reverent gaze. At the risk of sounding- oh dear- clichéd, my insides melt when I realise he’s searching my face to see if I reciprocate his feelings. Where his hands move to cup my face, bringing me closer, caressing my warm cheeks with the strokes of his thumbs, he leaves a path of heat. Be it butterflies or moths, something does happy, energetic flips and flutters in my abdomen. I can’t explain why, though my legs tremble, they still find the strength to hold me up as I find myself on tip-toes. As our bodies decide oxygen precedes this multitude of sensations and emotions in importance, we reluctantly pull away from one another and he rubs his neck apologetically for getting caught up in the moment.
It’s the way afterwards, I feel his smile against my fingertips and see the lights in his eyes dance when I’ve shown him how I feel.
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It isn’t his kiss that draws me in, as tender as his lips are.
It’s the way the world suddenly fades out of view, and how my heart quickens in anticipation.
It’s the way our breaths hitch softly as we lean in, and I notice a faint blush spreading on his cheeks.
It’s the way he holds my gaze with gentle eyes that whisper his love without words.
It’s the way one arm holds my waist securely while the other tilts my chin and embarrasses me with his reverent gaze.
It’s the way my insides melt when I realise he’s searching my face to see if I reciprocate his feelings.
It’s the way his hands move to cup my face to bring me closer, as he caresses my warm cheeks with the strokes of his thumbs.
It’s the way we reluctantly pull away from one another and he rubs his neck apologetically for getting caught up in the moment.
It’s how afterwards, I feel his smile against my fingertips and see the lights in his eyes dance when I’ve shown him how I feel.
It’s the way the world suddenly fades out of view, and how my heart quickens in anticipation.
It’s the way our breaths hitch softly as we lean in, and I notice a faint blush spreading on his cheeks.
It’s the way he holds my gaze with gentle eyes that whisper his love without words.
It’s the way one arm holds my waist securely while the other tilts my chin and embarrasses me with his reverent gaze.
It’s the way my insides melt when I realise he’s searching my face to see if I reciprocate his feelings.
It’s the way his hands move to cup my face to bring me closer, as he caresses my warm cheeks with the strokes of his thumbs.
It’s the way we reluctantly pull away from one another and he rubs his neck apologetically for getting caught up in the moment.
It’s how afterwards, I feel his smile against my fingertips and see the lights in his eyes dance when I’ve shown him how I feel.
