Love & Romance ~ A study of Intimacy

Chapter 9

I was bright-eyed and bushy tailed for the second day of work. My laptop was up and I was already digging right into the next section of the scene.

"Gerland and Jasmina let their lips dance agains each other as Jasmina ran her hands along his smooth and muscular chest. Her fingers ran along each curve, and crevice, and memorized every detail of the man she came to adore. No words could even be spoken between them as they let their mouths softly succumb to each other's desires. The heat in the air slowly rose as Gerald pressed forward, slowly tempting his princess to make the kiss much deeper."

I stopped and began to pick at my lip. I was really focused on the kiss that I began to imagine it on myself, wondering how it would feel. The curse of writing was that you had to emulate realism in fiction, even if it involved fantasy or made-up science. I had been kissless for years, focused on writing and never on love. It was ironic to say the least as I wrote romance novels and really good ones at that. I had written kisses before in my stories, but never thought of the difference between a kiss and a gateway towards making love. There was a level of intimacy that exceeded love that came with kissing before sex.

I suddenly realized how in-depth I was reading into it and shook my head.

"Gah! Stop it! It's just a kiss!" I dropped my head and crossed my legs, lounging on the couch. It was just a kiss. Everyone did it wasn't a big deal. Even before sex kisses are simply kisses, right? There had been stories of sex where the couple didn't even lock lips once.

I looked up to see Lee appearing out of his room. What made me mildly red in the face was the fact that he was shirtless. It was surprisingly interesting. I had never seen him shirtless but, as I did then, I became a little fascinated with the surprise. It wasn't attracting me sexually, but the thought of seeing him and you wait was interesting.

I began to wonder what other things I would become introduced to: an new laugh, a new smile, or anything that wasn't Lee the manager. It was kind of cute to imagine. Lee continued to look at me, waiting for me to explain what was wrong. I shook my head, shaking the silly ideas from my mind, and answered at last.

"I'm writing a kiss, but I'm conflicted. Is the kiss just a kiss or more when it comes to sex? Besides, how do I even describe a difference?"

I realized the words that came out of my mouth and held my head. Lee chuckled a bit before sitting on one of the empty chairs.

"Well, kissing can stimulate sexual desire. It just depends on what they're doing." I looked the laptop, seeing the words on the page. It was a slowly building kiss, but how to let it make sense to scene was a conflict. I didn't want to write anything unnatural or forced but the scene had to get somewhere. Sensing my insecurity of the situation, Lee shifted in his seat and caught my attention.

"Gerald and Jasmina, right? Start them off slow. Then let Gerald guide Jasmine towards making the kiss deeper. Jasmina is shy so she'd naturally follow along until it becomes too much." I stared at Lee, understanding what he meant. However, a thought crossed my mind. How would Gerald guide her without it sounding like he was forcing himself on her? How would she react?

For a moment, I thought about Lee kissing me to test how we would do it. I didn't know why the thought just popped into my head without a trance of a reason why. Was it even a good idea?

"Kiss me.."