Pairing: Jou x Ryou
Genre: romance
Rating: PG-13
Words: 407
Summary: Who ever knew that a kiss could make you forget how to breathe? Ryou receives a kiss which he'll never forget.
Memory Album
Installment Six: Breathe
I'll never catch my breath.
No matter how I try, air will simply evade my capture. It'll forever flit around my lips, filling the empty cavern of my mouth but blocked off as it reaches my throat. And I will simply wither away, gasping for air that's just beyond my reach—so perilously close.
Who ever knew that a kiss could make you forget how to breathe?
Sure, I'd heard of such things before. Mostly in novels, where the damsel is swept off her feet as her Prince Charming gallantly gives her a kiss. But never in my entire life would I expect to experience such a sensation.
And especially not from my best friend. My male best friend.
It's not that I'm homophobic or anything like that; trust me, far from it. I just never expected that… well, he was that way. That he was like me.
When Jou casually leaned over, appearing as if he wanted to whisper something into my ear, I leant in closer to meet him halfway. However, instead of feeling hot breath billowing against my ear, what I felt was warm, pliant flesh pressed against my own lips.
The gasp that left my throat allowed that questing tongue to enter my mouth, and successfully rob my breath when it touched against my own. That was the moment I learned that my tongue was directly and intimately connected to my groin. Actually, it seemed that anywhere Jou touched felt as if it were linked to the small area between my legs, from the hand-sized spot on my thigh to the curve of my shoulder.
Jou kissed me silly. Absolutely silly. There's no other way to describe it. He kissed me until my knees turned to putty and all the blood traveled to my head and groin, leaving me feeling dizzy and lightheaded.
Which brings us to the present time being.
My lungs finally remembered their function, and suddenly I could breathe the fresh, clear air once more. Taking a deep gasp, I leave my eyes closed, lips still tingling and head positively reeling.
"So… yeah," Jou murmurs besides me, and I can imagine the blush on his face on the dark screen of my eyelids. "Now you know how I feel."
It took me a moment, but I finally gave my answer.
I promptly leaned over and decided that Jou could learn what it was like to have the very breath stolen from your lips.