STOLEN MOMENT
My thoughts are driving me crazy. Inside I'm screaming while outside I'm just sitting here trying to act like you don't affect me the way you do. If only we weren't here, if only they couldn't see us. I glance over at you but if you feel the same way you don't show it. I wonder if that would change if we were alone. Or would it stay the same? Your hand grabs mine as you stand and pull me away. I follow you, feeling eyes scrutinize us the whole way. I wonder absently where we're going but it doesn't really matter because at least I'll be with you. The chaos fades as we walk farther away. When you stop you pull me into a space just big enough for us to fit it. The feeling of the wall at my back with you in front of me sends my mind into overdrive. Your arms enfold me. The scents of cold air, smoke and metal surround me and I feel better. But what's underneath all of that is what I want. The smell of your skin, so warm, so uniquely you makes me feel safe and calm. It mixes with the other scents but isn't muddled by them, only complemented. I feel your arms tighten around me and the outside world fades to nothing. My eyes travel slowly from your neck to your eyes but they won't meet mine. You're hiding. From me? What don't you want me to see? You bury your face in my hair and I feel you breathe me in. Your lips brush my ear as though you'll say something but the only sound I hear is you breathing. I let my hands wander slowly up your back. Your lips leave a trail of kisses along my neck and jaw. You bite my neck until it's just this side of pain. I close my eyes and revel in the competing sensations of harsh teeth and soft lips. A sigh escapes me. You pull away slowly. My eyes flutter open and I struggle to focus. Your eyes are closed tight as thoguh in concentration and you swallow visibly before they open. They move slowly, memorizing everything, from my neck to my mouth then, finally, our eyes meet. There's a familiar heat there that's smouldering hot yet cool, like lava and water. I can feel it in my own eyes as I stare back. One hand wraps around the side of my neck gently but I can feel the strength it holds. You lean forward coming closer but when I try to meet you your hand holds me still. I try to pull you closer with my arms around you, but you only resist.I wait in sweet torture as you grow slowly closer. Our lips touch tentatively, barely brushing, just testing waters, then more insistently. The kiss grows fuller, more passionate. I bite your lip playfully, bringing a sigh from you. You play too, biting mine back. I open my mouth to you and your tongue slides against mine. Your grip is just this side of bruising on my neck. My hands pull you closer, clutching helplessly. It's as if you can't get close enough as you push me against the wall, almost crushing, almost. The
My thoughts are driving me crazy. Inside I'm screaming while outside I'm just sitting here trying to act like you don't affect me the way you do. If only we weren't here, if only they couldn't see us. I glance over at you but if you feel the same way you don't show it. I wonder if that would change if we were alone. Or would it stay the same? Your hand grabs mine as you stand and pull me away. I follow you, feeling eyes scrutinize us the whole way. I wonder absently where we're going but it doesn't really matter because at least I'll be with you. The chaos fades as we walk farther away. When you stop you pull me into a space just big enough for us to fit it. The feeling of the wall at my back with you in front of me sends my mind into overdrive. Your arms enfold me. The scents of cold air, smoke and metal surround me and I feel better. But what's underneath all of that is what I want. The smell of your skin, so warm, so uniquely you makes me feel safe and calm. It mixes with the other scents but isn't muddled by them, only complemented. I feel your arms tighten around me and the outside world fades to nothing. My eyes travel slowly from your neck to your eyes but they won't meet mine. You're hiding. From me? What don't you want me to see? You bury your face in my hair and I feel you breathe me in. Your lips brush my ear as though you'll say something but the only sound I hear is you breathing. I let my hands wander slowly up your back. Your lips leave a trail of kisses along my neck and jaw. You bite my neck until it's just this side of pain. I close my eyes and revel in the competing sensations of harsh teeth and soft lips. A sigh escapes me. You pull away slowly. My eyes flutter open and I struggle to focus. Your eyes are closed tight as thoguh in concentration and you swallow visibly before they open. They move slowly, memorizing everything, from my neck to my mouth then, finally, our eyes meet. There's a familiar heat there that's smouldering hot yet cool, like lava and water. I can feel it in my own eyes as I stare back. One hand wraps around the side of my neck gently but I can feel the strength it holds. You lean forward coming closer but when I try to meet you your hand holds me still. I try to pull you closer with my arms around you, but you only resist.I wait in sweet torture as you grow slowly closer. Our lips touch tentatively, barely brushing, just testing waters, then more insistently. The kiss grows fuller, more passionate. I bite your lip playfully, bringing a sigh from you. You play too, biting mine back. I open my mouth to you and your tongue slides against mine. Your grip is just this side of bruising on my neck. My hands pull you closer, clutching helplessly. It's as if you can't get close enough as you push me against the wall, almost crushing, almost. The
