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Strange can't even describe the feeling when your body collides with another. Impulsive moans leaving their lips as you give them your all in one way only; your body building up ounces of sweat, their hands pinned against the mattress as your own enlace with their hungry ones, feeling their fingertips twitch apprehensively against yours. Their eyes squeezed shut but yours, they were on their body. Their body which fit against yours completely, wholly and solemnly. Taking an oath to love them, not loath their body. Not letting your fierce hands taunt their precious skin, your hands only caressing their cheeks as you let the bewildered 'I love you's' slip out from both your lips. Feeling your lips soon graze their own, goosebumps arising in pure lust and hysteria as you feel your high come close. Not yet. Give them the last signal. Squeezing your eyes shut, your body incessantly becoming one with theirs as you feel their hands move to your hair. Their finger tips, the same ones which've comforted you through pain and hurt are the same ones which are now helping you make love. Their lips, the ones that've pressed to your skin comfortingly as you cried. Their eyes, looking into yours as you fell in love over and over again. Your body feeling it's highest point until it's over, spilling yourself over them with love, sweat and tears as you nobly gaze down at them. You see your future in that person, maybe not the way you see them now. Their body bare, beads of sweat overcoming them as their eyes shut drowsily. You made love to this life, don't lose it.
