observe | g.d

| 18

August's P.O.V

7:30pm

I never thought that my first time was going to be enjoyable.

I was correct.

Although, up until now I never understood why most of the time it was so glorified in films and tv shows. I guess I just didn't get what was so "amazing" about it.

It didn't have anything to do with Grayson, just the actual sex part.

Grayson...he was the part that made it feel like magic.

He was sort of like a bandage to the pain I felt. it was beautiful.

I don't regret waiting this long.

He took his time.

He slowly undressed me. He kept asking me if I was okay, or if I was still sure this was what I wanted.

He made every minute matter, it wasn't a race. He almost made me forget how to breathe. The way he grabbed the nape of my neck and kissed me took my breath away. It left butterflies in my stomach.

I had never felt true passion, I had never felt true...love.

I didn't know if he was there yet, but regardless of what our "label" was, it was love. Love between two souls who's warm bodies couldn't be closer to one another's, but boy did I wish they were.

I almost felt like I couldn't get enough of him. Every time I got lost in his touch I just wanted to snap myself back to reality, to really savor the moment. I know it's one I'll remember forever.

The thin silky blanket draped over my bare body. Covering my stomach down to my knees.

We hadn't moved from this couch since we made love on it.

The morning was slowly peering through the blinds. I felt a smile come across my face.

I'd never been so happy to start a day. I was happy because I was laying on his chest. I knew I'd kiss him again, and be able to watch his eyes sparkle as they got lost in mine.

I hoped we would make breakfast together and listen to his favorite tame impala records. I wished to be in his presence. That was all, that was more than enough.

I heard a sniffle coming from behind me. I slowly turned my head to see his eyes fluttering open. They flinched at the brightness of the room, but slowly eased into it once they looked into my direction.

His eyes squinted and that beautiful smile started to form. I learned to appreciate every dimple on his face in delight. No moment would ever be more joyous than waking up next to him.

"Hey."

"Hi."

I batted my eyes. Staring up at him in pure awe.

I turned my body over so my chin was resting on his chest.

He slowly rubbed my bare back.

"How long have you been up?"

"Not long, but I missed you."

He smiled.

"How are you feeling? Are you okay?"

I nodded, laughing at his cuteness.

"I'm okay."

He nodded. Grinning.

"Look...I uh-I don't want you to think that this was just a one time thing. I-I guess what I'm trying to say is...I'd like for you to be my girlfriend...if that's something you'd want?"

I playfully rolled my eyes.

I kissed him. His hands instantly cupped my face, pulling me in closer. That was the best way I could deliver a very obvious yes to him. I mean seriously, did he think I was going to say no?

His hand slowly moved down and met with my waist.

I shivered at the touch, I still wasn't used to it, but I really enjoyed it.

As the kiss deepened I instantly knew where this was going...morning sex.

I'd fantasized about this all my life. It always seemed so romantic...it especially is when you're wrapped up in Grayson's arms.

If there's a more perfect way to start the day, I haven't discovered it yet.

-
I just wanted to remind you all to PLEASE help get justice for George Floyd. Spread awareness and do all that you can. Such as educating yourself on what #blacklivesmatter truly means, donating, signing petitions (takes no time at all). Your silence isn't helping.

Where you can sign a petition: https://t.co/ZgxWWm2q91?amp=1

Where you can donate: https://t.co/oT4XgolhjD?ampy=1

OR
text "FLOYD" to 55156 and sign.
AND
text "JUSTICE" to 668366

I love you all and every single one of you matters. Use your voice and fight for what is RIGHT.