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You're at a house party (frat?). 1st floor is flooded with harsh light. Living room is packed with people dancing to the thump of electronic music. Kitchen is full as well, everyone refreshing drinks or chatting away from the music. At the table in the dining room, a card game is being played, it's obvious that those not winning aren't only losing the game, but clothes as well.
In the hall way you see guys and girls are traffic up and down in a steady pass. You're about to head up there to check things out when steel blue eyes catch your attention. Before you're able to process anything else, the owner disappears. Without thinking you head in the same direction, back into the kitchen. You reach the door way just in time to see the door to the basement close, the owner of those eyes not in the room. In the basement you go. Making your way down the stairs, the atmosphere changes. It's darkness broken by flashes of colored light, the steps are aglow by white Christmas lights. A mass of guys are pressed together, moving to the thump of music. It takes you a minute to realize that there aren't any girls. Also, it occurs to you that somehow, no one above is aware of what's going on down here.
Hot breath on back of your neck. For an instant your body goes rigid, but for only an instant. Something tells you that it's the blue eyes. Reflexively, you inhale deeply as you feel a pair of hands slide down your back and under your shirt. Hot breath again, you relax & your head rolls back & turns. Staring right into you are those eyes, blue & reflecting what is your own desire. Head rests on my shoulder, you watch as my face goes lax & lids close half way as our lips press together.
You don't hear the music, you don't see the flashing lights, you don't feel the heat of all the bodies. There is just us & our connection.
It seemed forever, but before you know it the kiss is broken & you turn to face me. Tthere are the eyes again. Then you notice my small but generous lips, the slight blonde stubble, defined cheekbones, tan skin, & a cap covering what you see at the sides to be blonde hair. As I back under the stairs, you look down at my body. Chest is smooth & toned, as are my arms. Without thinking you follow & as you do, your hand goes out & your fingers slide down my soft skin, down my flat stomach.
Turning you, I gently pin you against the wall. I pull your shirt off & my eyes & hands run over your body. We make eye contact, in the seconds that follow before our lips touch, there is but only my calm face & the lights flashing back at you from my eyes.
In the hall way you see guys and girls are traffic up and down in a steady pass. You're about to head up there to check things out when steel blue eyes catch your attention. Before you're able to process anything else, the owner disappears. Without thinking you head in the same direction, back into the kitchen. You reach the door way just in time to see the door to the basement close, the owner of those eyes not in the room. In the basement you go. Making your way down the stairs, the atmosphere changes. It's darkness broken by flashes of colored light, the steps are aglow by white Christmas lights. A mass of guys are pressed together, moving to the thump of music. It takes you a minute to realize that there aren't any girls. Also, it occurs to you that somehow, no one above is aware of what's going on down here.
Hot breath on back of your neck. For an instant your body goes rigid, but for only an instant. Something tells you that it's the blue eyes. Reflexively, you inhale deeply as you feel a pair of hands slide down your back and under your shirt. Hot breath again, you relax & your head rolls back & turns. Staring right into you are those eyes, blue & reflecting what is your own desire. Head rests on my shoulder, you watch as my face goes lax & lids close half way as our lips press together.
You don't hear the music, you don't see the flashing lights, you don't feel the heat of all the bodies. There is just us & our connection.
It seemed forever, but before you know it the kiss is broken & you turn to face me. Tthere are the eyes again. Then you notice my small but generous lips, the slight blonde stubble, defined cheekbones, tan skin, & a cap covering what you see at the sides to be blonde hair. As I back under the stairs, you look down at my body. Chest is smooth & toned, as are my arms. Without thinking you follow & as you do, your hand goes out & your fingers slide down my soft skin, down my flat stomach.
Turning you, I gently pin you against the wall. I pull your shirt off & my eyes & hands run over your body. We make eye contact, in the seconds that follow before our lips touch, there is but only my calm face & the lights flashing back at you from my eyes.
I'm happy
things can stay the same right
GRRRRR