It’s the sound of his breath as he gasps and swallows nervously.
It’s the sound of the air he slowly lets out, as if I’ll steal away his breaths.
It’s the sound of his steady heart that was stuck on one beat, starting to accelerate – one thump after the other.
You can see him being aware of his heart pumping so fast like he’s on a rollercoaster ride that just went down the slope.
You can see his eyes glaring right through me, like he’s trying to read my mind.
You can see his eyes tracing every detail in my face, my neck, my collarbone, my shoulders.. then back to my face as I raise an eyebrow or two.
Then a smile on his face is formed.
The way his skin just extends from the midline to the sides,
His lips stretching, eyes drooping, cheeks puffing.
Oh those droopy eyes of his;
I would kiss them one by one, as a sign of gratitude that he found pleasure in a face and body like mine.
I would also brush my nose against his nose, softly kiss the tip of his nose –
And find him take advantage as he steals away a kiss..
I would be caught off guard that I shriek and quickly recover as I indulge myself within the grasp of his eager mouth.