Extraterrestrial Moors

12

I want to kiss her so badly that I give in to the urge. She's never been kissed before and that excites me. I deepen the kiss and she follows. I nip her lower lip and she opens to me. She's so sweet. I deepen the kiss forgetting everything, just lost to the feelings she invokes. I'm just about to take her over to the bed when she moans and brings me back to my senses.

I'm appalled for my actions. I'm her protector, not her seducer. It's obvious to me that she's completely innocent, and up until today never even been kissed. How she'd made it to her age with out a kiss is beyond me. Just what had her life been like on Earth anyway?

"I'm sorry Maha, I shouldn't have done that." But I'd do it again in a heartbeat and I want to oh so badly. But I'm too close to losing control and she deserves more than a quick-

"Are you?" She asks with an unsure voice.

"Am I what?"

"Sorry, about kissing me." She says boldly but there are tones of hurt there and I have to tell her the truth.

"No. At least...I should be Maha, but truth to tell I'd kiss you again and take it farther than you are ready for. Farther than I should. Hell, I shouldn't have kissed you, but" she cuts me off and kisses me again. She's a very fast learner.

"Maha, we have to stop." I fight with myself just to say that. "You aren't ready to take things any further." But I sure am. I have to keep reminding myself that she's an innocent and under my protection. I'm having a very difficult time remembering or caring.

I find myself picking her up and carrying her to the bed. I place her down and cover her. I can't hide how she's making me feel and she moans as I come in contact with her lower body.

His kisses are like fire and his touch like heaven. I need to touch him, feel him, I can't get enough of him. I've never felt like this before. His hardened self pushes against me and I want more. I put my legs around him and pull him down.

I lose my self in the fire and rush he brings me. I protest as he pulls against my legs until I feel his hands. Then I understand. I allow myself to be moved so he can remove my clothes. His hoarse voice, "Maha, oh damn, Maha we need to stop." But he doesn't want to cause he doesn't stop touching me.

Suddenly I'm cold and he's off me. As my fire dies I find myself naked on my bed and Rafe standing across the room struggling to catch his breath. He's not much more dressed than I am. "What have I done?" He says over and over again and drops to his knees.

Suddenly I feel even more cold and get dressed as fast as I can. I had very nearly had sex with Rafe, when before this day I hadn't even kissed a boy.

I'm dressed and not sure what to do long before Rafe pulls himself together enough to get himself redressed. He doesn't speak to me. He doesn't look at me either. Something that had ignited within me dies. He's rejecting me.

"Do you hate me now Rafe?" I ask in a wooden voice. The voice in the back of my head is mocking me, taunting me that he won't even look at me because he actually hates me.

His bitter laugh fills the room. "Hate you? No. If I hated you I'd be able to resist you no matter how beautiful you are. Even now I find it hard to not touch you, kiss you and finish what we just started. We can't be alone now. If you are ready I'll take you to the cafeteria for lunch."

I ache to ask him just how he does feel about me, but his voice made it so that I know the subject is closed. But he called me beautiful, I think. He desires me, I may be innocent but even I know what the bulge means.

Before I get back in my chair I ask him a question that I've really wanted the answer to. "Rafe, if I'm not human, what the hell am I? Just some genetic mock up? A freak? Or a different alien?"