See no evil - The awakening

Morning

I woke up and still felt his body against mine. I turned around slowly and placed my face on the pillow in front of his. I wanted to look at him, contemplate his beauty and memorize every inch of his face. As soon as I turned he woke up. His honey eyes sparked brighter than I've ever seen them before. I smiled. He smiled back. He moved his head and kissed me softly. I kissed him back.

—You stayed. –I said.

—I'm not ever going to leave you. –He replied and I could feel my heart racing. —You know I can hear your heart...

—I'm glad. –I kissed him once more.

I turned and placed myself on top of him while kissing him and started unbuttoning his jeans. We both had fallen asleep completely dressed. He started doing the same with mine. After some awkward movements, clothes were off and I could finally feel his skin against mine. Everything was slow, every movement, every touch, meant something. It was as if we were savoring each other after wanting to do so for the longest of times.

We made love that morning. Because that was not sex. It felt like more, like something I hadn't done before and I had had sex plenty in my life. It felt as if we had become one being, I could hear each of his thoughts and I allowed him to hear each of mine. There were no secrets, not pretending. Our two bodies, minds and souls connected and we became the freest any of us both had ever been.

I experienced flashes of his memories while he was inside of me. I allowed him to experience flashes of mine. We had not died but we saw both our lives flashing in front of each other and for each other. That moment was the certainty, the absolute certainty that we belonged to each other. That everything that had happened had only happened for us to be there. For us to meet. For us to become who we needed to become.

He was human and I was human, he shivered and trembled as we finished performing the most honest and life changing act of our lives.

We stayed laying in bed, for what could have been an hour, a day, or an eternity. Looking at each other and touching each other's fingers. I felt the electricity of the bed and breakfast tickle every time we touched and I knew it was me, who was absorbing it all because of Idris.