EROS

00:06 | hot chocolate

00:06 | hot chocolate

i want you to hold my hand
in the hallway,
show me off to all of your friends.
take me down to the parking lot,
open your car door for me
& drive me to your house.

take me up to your room
& close the door.
smirk at me when you see me blushing,
walk over to me and put your hands on my hips.
look down at me because you're so much taller,
plant a soft, warm kiss on my lips.

you say i taste like strawberries
& i blush even more.
your smile fades,
you look at me seriously while biting your lip.
i slip my hands down from your broad shoulders
so they're around your waist.

you pull me in to your chest,
you're warm & you smell like axe.
i smile and i think you can feel it,
you face your head down to look at mine.
you sniff my hair, you always say it smells like coconuts.
(i wish i could smell as good as you can)

my back was facing your bed,
but slowly we turn around and now yours is.
you back up and we stumble onto your bed,
your hands are on my back but you move them.
you move them lower and lower until
they're no longer on my back.

you always say that it's nice
& compliment me on it.
i always blush because
i'm never sure what to say.
your grip on me tightens
as you pull me up closer to your face.

you kiss me again,
your lips are still warm
& they taste like skittles.
(you eat them all the time,
i remember when you ate
a whole bag in one sitting).

and then you kiss me again and again,
until i'm sure there are bruises on my neck.
you slide your tongue against my lips,
asking for them to open.
i bite my lip, blushing again (jesus christ),
and you explore my mouth.

you're always so warm,
like hot chocolate.
(it's too bad that hot chocolate makes me sick,
it's the only thing i want when i miss you).
you keep squeezing your hands,
i can feel you like a rock.

you move back on the bed so we have more room
& you sit up, me in your lap.
you move your hands away from under my back,
and soon enough they're taking off your shirt.
you're so smooth & muscular,
you put your hands in my hair and play with it.

you slow down, your tongue creeping out of my mouth.
people describe you as statuesque, which i can feel beneath me.
you put your forehead against mine & we look into each other's eyes.
you chuckle, which makes me smile, i love the sound of your laugh.
you give me one quick peck on the lips.
our faces turn serious, we're no longer smiling, but we're still happy.

your eyes move down, from my eyes to my mouth to my clothed chest.
as you're looking down you bite your lip again.
you look back up and again, our eyes meet.
you move your hands from the nape of my neck to the hem of my shirt.
our eyes remain as they are and i nod, giving you permission.
"i love you." you whisper.

- kyle