To see the first moment you realise you want me like I want you. Your angelic face. I want to see the face you make, your eyes half open, unable to process the feeling. Your jaw gently dropped and your breath stopped. The few little whimpers seconds before and the moment after you decide you can’t take anymore.
Maybe a spasm and the fall. The realisation that you just came for me, that we moved in each other and exchanged breaths simply out of beauty and young lust.
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