I'm not going to apologize for my heart

Her touch... (Part 1)

It was a Thursday night, as I watched the sun set over Toronto from Professor Leekie's office at DYAD. Leekie was out for the night, so I was able to sneak in to simply watch the significance of the view. As my eyes wondered across the tops of each and every building in my presence, viewing the light pink and orange glow reflecting off of each window and every puddle that lay on the rooftops from the small storm earlier in the day.

I shudder slightly as I feel hands lightly placed on my hips from behind. I could feel the warmth of their skin radiating through both my jeans and shirt. My eyes lost focus of the outside world as they began to quickly focus on the reflection the office window held. My body suddenly fell weak as I realised who was holding me so gently. I heard a light but powerful breath over my left shoulder, followed by soft plump lips connecting so gradually with my neck.

Her hands slowly slid across my hips to my lower stomach, sending tingles all down my spine. The lips didn't leave even the slightest bit of contact with my neck as I began to blush massively. A small giggle followed as she moved in closer to me until her chest was touching my back and her hands wrapped around me even more than before. The connection I felt between us was incredible, there aren't even words that could fully describe it. It was in this exact moment when I realised she was the one. The one for me and only me, the one I'd love until the end of existence.

Being cuddled from behind is my favourite thing in the world and gosh darn, she nails it every time. I crave her even more every single time she does this. Feeling her warmth radiate through me, healing all my mistakes and problems troubling me. Feeling her arms wrapped around me, I feel safer than ever. It's the most incredible experience that you thought you could only dream of.