Alatar was kissing me. He was kissing me and I couldn't get my brain to work. I stood there, gently pressed against the door of his igloo, my lips parted, welcoming him for more. I felt his hand cupped behind the back of my head and sighed into the way he kissed me - passionate but holding back, as if he craved to devour me and had to physically restrain himself against it. I was absolutely paralyzed; completed captivated by the feeling of him pushed flush against me.
He suddenly pulled back and I wanted to pout at the lack of contact, his lips parted and ghosted over my own. I felt his warm breath when he asked, "Do you want this, Broccoli Rob?"
I wasn't sure what it was. Maybe it was the way he said my name. Maybe it was the way his tousled hair fell across his forehead or the warmth of his body through his Roblox shirt merging with my own. Maybe it was years of being literal soulmates, the countless times he would say he loved me without having to speak a word, the way we were just right. I didn't need to think. Grabbing a handful of his hair, I pulled his face into my own and made our lips collide. He began kissing me back, much more eagerly this time - much more sinister. Our tongues intertwined and we went into a frenzy, grabbing each other anywhere we could. Accidentally, I let out a moan from the back of my throat, which only encouraged him to kiss her me harder.

Frozo wrote on 23rd June 2019, 08:29 PM:
Alatar was kissing me. He was kissing me and I couldn't get my brain to work. I stood there, gently pressed against the door of his igloo, my lips parted, welcoming him for more. I felt his hand cupped behind the back of my head and sighed into the way he kissed me - passionate but holding back, as if he craved to devour me and had to physically restrain himself against it. I was absolutely paralyzed; completed captivated by the feeling of him pushed flush against me.
He suddenly pulled back and I wanted to pout at the lack of contact, his lips parted and ghosted over my own. I felt his warm breath when he asked, "Do you want this, Broccoli Rob?"
I wasn't sure what it was. Maybe it was the way he said my name. Maybe it was the way his tousled hair fell across his forehead or the warmth of his body through his Roblox shirt merging with my own. Maybe it was years of being literal soulmates, the countless times he would say he loved me without having to speak a word, the way we were just right. I didn't need to think. Grabbing a handful of his hair, I pulled his face into my own and made our lips collide. He began kissing me back, much more eagerly this time - much more sinister. Our tongues intertwined and we went into a frenzy, grabbing each other anywhere we could. Accidentally, I let out a moan from the back of my throat, which only encouraged him to kiss her me harder.
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