First Kisses
Is he scooting closer? I wonder as I surreptitiously steal glances at Cullen. I see the barely there quirk to the left side of his mouth which draws my eye. Looking at his lips, I lick my own and wonder what it would be like to taste them. I don't have to wait long to find out. Cullen leans in and before he closes the distance, asks, "Alistair, may I… kiss you?"
With a shy smile, I carefully press a chaste kiss to his incredibly soft lips. Once, twice. It's so much better than I ever dreamed it could be.
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