A/N: This is just a little piece that I scribbled down during class. Feel free to replace the characters with anyone you choose! J Enjoy!
…they suddenly realized how close they were standing, how close their faces were. She was biting her lip, looking around wondering if it was wrong to be thinking what she was; he was just her friend after all. That's all he'd ever been, all he'd ever be…right? He shifted nervously, wondering what he should do. He could hear he shallow breathing, her heart hammering in her chest. Was she feeling what he was? He glanced down – she was nervously wringing her hands together. He touched her hands, taking one in each of his. He could feel the heat rising to his face. He licked his lips, and looked at her face. She slowly brought her eyes up to meet his – and when she did, she gasped as what she saw : a longing, a wanting, so passionate, it sent shivers up and down her spine – she wanted to look away, but something was stopping her. The temptation was too strong. He was staring into her eyes – did he see what he thought he saw? Desire? He glanced down – her lips were parted slightly – then she licked them. This was too much. He reached up to touch her lips, but caught himself. Instead, his hand touched her shoulder. She inhaled quickly as he slowly slid his hand down her arm. She closed her eyes, her breaths becoming shorter. She had never felt like this before. A tingling sensation swept through her body as she felt his other hand touch her cheek. She shuddered. He stepped closer – their bodies were touching – they could feel the other's heartbeat. He brushed away a stray piece of hair, placing it behind her eye. Her eyes flew open. What was happening? Why did she feel this way? They were just friends! She dared look into his eyes. His hand still on her cheek, he slowly lowered his head. He closed his eyes. He could feel her hot breath on his lips. Their lips were almost touching – she raised her head slightly – their lips met, she let out a small whimper as her body filled with heat; he pulled her closer and wrapped his arms around her. She reached up, placing her hand on his neck, running her fingers through his hair. Their lips moved together perfectly with such tenderness, such passion, neither of them had ever experienced a feeling such as this. They dared to part their lips, exploring the sweet warmth of each other's mouths. As their tongues entwined, he allowed his fingers to venture down her back; he explored every curve, every bump. She ran her fingers by the nape of his neck – it was warm. Slowly she reached his ear – she gently traced the outer shell with her finger. He let out a low moan – their kiss deepened, bringing them closer, together. Hands roaming, lips exploring, they had a reached a new level – for a brief moment they were one. She ran her hands down his back – he shuddered, his knees nearly buckling. The excitement racing through his body was incredible. He pulled away to catch his breath and opened his eyes. She was flushed and was breathing heavily. Was she feeling the exhilaration, the desire, the passion? Their eyes locked and realization of what had just passed between them dawned on them. They pulled apart abruptly not knowing what to say or to do. Silence reigned for what seemed an eternity. Daring to break the quiet, he whispered, "So now what?"…