In the comfort of their room, under the coolness of their bed's sheets; a couple passionately makes their own music of the night. Their hearts are pounding in unison, their breaths are as one, and both of their souls feel as if they're on fire. Their movements in the darkness are leaving each of them breathless. Just like countless other couples across the globe, they are sharing love's most desired dance.
The young woman's skin erupts in goose flesh as her lover leaves kisses along her neck, slowly moving towards her breasts. She relishes in the feeling of his slow movements, knowing he is trying his best to please her. He doesn't have to try very hard at all; she knows she's in love with him and his touch makes her heart race. She knows now that he would never do anything to harm her (even though she guessed so all along). She knows in her heart that she wants more of these magical moments to happen. She feels safe in his loving arms; for he is her hero. She has made her choice…she is his and he is hers.
He concentrates all of his movements into pleasing the love of his life. He loves the softness of her hair. He loves the smell of her sweet perfume. He loves how she reacts to his touch. He loves how she accepted him for who he is. He never dreamed moments like this would happen for him, but he prays for more of these magical moments to happen. He worships her every touch; for she is his saving grace. He has made his choice…he is hers and she is his.
They are not worried about what others would think of their union. They are not worried about the differences in the color of their skin. They know that they are in love and that's all that matters to them. Because of the love they feel for each other; they consented to be with each other in this way…they consented to be joined as one.
After their passion is spent; the lovers cradle each other and reminisce about the romantic encounter they just had. Their hearts start to slow. Their breathing starts to become relaxed. It doesn't matter that the human woman just made love with an alien, she loves him the way he is. It doesn't matter that the alien just made love with a human woman, he loves her the way she is. They know this is the way they want to spend the rest of their lives… relishing in the feeling of each other's skin touching the other. His blue skin against her peach skin, her peach skin against his blue skin... they eventually fall asleep in each others arms.