First

It’s chemistry and biology meets mysticism. The unexplainable. Yet predictable, in its unpredictability.

The moment of recognition. Maybe it’s a request. Maybe a subtle movement. Lowered eyes. Tilt of the head. Lips parting imperceptibly. Except your body perceives every hint. Telegraphs your intent to respond, whether you will it or not. Responds of its own accord, as if magnetized. Its polar opposite buried inside of him, somewhere, pulling at your core. Whispering to you. Insisting. Commanding.

The space closes, until you can feel the heat from his face, radiating, causing small eddies in the air currents left in the dissipating space between your mouths. Tickling your face gently, the air currents seeming to pull you in as well.

Then your lips make contact, his mouth fitting against yours, and you take one last breath, as if you are about to be submerged, and you hold it. And your nerves come alive and you feel the softness of the inside of his lips, inhale the smell of soap and gum and skin, taste his tongue as it flicks against yours, exploring carefully, testing. Hear yourself moan, gasp, sigh quietly into his mouth, breathing his breath with him. Your hand reaches up - to his face, his hair, the soft skin at his neck - anywhere to ground yourself. And you feel the surge in your body, as if electric current had been turned on suddenly, and your chest constricts as the blood rushes between your head and your groin. And you know you should exhale, but it feels like your chest is bound tighter and you inhale again, trying to expand your lungs, until your lungs feel like bursting as his lips slide against yours, his tongue stroking your teeth and your tongue, his mouth accepting you, tasting you, consuming everything you give him in that first moment.

You break only for air, gasping, and he presses his hand against your neck, feeling you pulse race and the thudding of your heart reverberate through your body. He furrows his brow in concern and you realize your face has flushed and your pupils have dilated as your body processes the sensations for the first time. This time. The wonder. The intensity. The unrepeatable.

First kiss.