The hard surface felt cool on my back, sending me shivers deep along my skin. But i din't felt cold, my left side of by body was heated by the fire. The floor was confortable, the smooth soft texture of wood. With rils in the flooring giving me a funny feeling in my hand when i let it slide over it. My shoulders laying down on a dark grey blanket with slight brown tones in it, tips of fingers on the back side of my neck stretching out where my hairline was.
And playing with a couple of strings, his hand was warm on my skin.
Little flares of electricity danced on his skin to mine. Under my ribs above my waist, both my arms and my feets expessialy my toes. My jaw close by my right ear and on my chest. He danced on my skin and moved to a different body part to recreate, he knows that what i felt what he was doing. What was feeling, did he felt it to? Now his both hands travels to hold my head, his lips brushing against my cheek.
I felt his breathing leaving a warm trail behind, that hovered on my skin. His lips kissed my from my right to left cheek, to my eyes making them to close. The side of my nose, and when he arrived to my lips he stopped. He hummed, making circles with his thumbs. Without visiting his eyes is felt them stare at mine, i waited. He loved eyeing me so close, to explore my skin and every fleck on it. How my pigment change in the middle on my nose, leaving my face a third darker-skinned. He kissed the edges where the barrier between the colors where. I don't think he noticed when i had moved my arms of his back to his arm to shoulders and now on his coller bones pressed. My finger fudgeted with the fabric of the shirt he wore. The buttens where all open and i grabbed him by the coler and pushed it of him. My eyes open to see his suprise, " You're getting bold." he whispered on my skin, not taking his gaze away from me. His hazel eyes stared back at mine. I smirked, replaying by pressing his shirt to get him downward so that ours lips would meet. I felt his smile on my mouth. Lips that tasted like red wine follows my commands on taking controle over the kiss, and he let me. He opened up his mouth so that my tongue could slip in.
He did not even fight to take back control. His body melted in mine, all the tension he had off the last weeks he had let go, giving the lead to me. My upper body was filled with the popping feeling of our skins meet. He moaned something between the kisses, but i din't give him the time before bringing my lips back on him. I set my leg behind his and brought my knee up. With the other leg i did the same except placing it beside his body.
I shifted my right hand to his left shoulder, holding him close. Then, with a break from kissing i pulled with my right hand to bring his right shoulder up, shoving my hips up, and in a single motion, I flipped him under me. Not offering him to process, I kissed him back, but I felt the heath on his cheeks on mine.
