The Big Screen

It was dark all around us, only the light of the movie on the big screen lit his face. The colour was constantly changing with the different scenes but then it stayed almost constant on a dark blue, his light green eyes shone through and I found myself mesmerised by his stare.

Desire set in.
My head started to move on its own, tipping my lips towards his slowly, ever so slowly. My heart was in my mouth and both our breathing was heavy. He couldn't wait anymore and pushed his head forwards and fast, cupping my lips with his delicately, almost as if testing me to see if I would return the feeling. Shivers went up and down my spine as he held me tight, close to him. My head was tilted upwards and he was kissing down, pressing against me.
My thoughts went blank and all the bare skin he touched awoke, almost as if I were dead and he had the gift to give me life again.

(Ok I know what your thinking, "I'm probably talking about him touching me in inappropriate places" well wash that filthy mind out with bleach because this guy is innocent to "those" things. Don't say you didn't think of it that way because we ALL know you did for a split second, now back to the story.)

He started to pull back from the kiss after an all to brief encounter so I took the initiative and whilst wrapping one hand round his neck with the other I gripped his shirt pulling him into me.

I was so alive and we were both shaking at the fact we were both nervous about the other.
Finally we let go and looked into each others eyes once more, exasperated I let my head drop onto his shoulder and recoiling my arms on his chest. He struggled to catch his breath and entwined with his gasps for air he let out small bursts of giggling. He slipped his arm around my shoulder and held it there whilst looking down to me now resting my head on his chest as if I were listening to his heart beat.

He was warm and tender, the pressure of his lips still lingered on mine, almost as a gentle reminder that It wasn't a dream but reality.

Then the real reality snapped us back as quickly as fantasy had taken us as my friend and brother to the one who's arms I was in, prodded him and gave a motion suggesting he was saying "You scored!", I was not very happy by his timing therefore I kicked him in the shins quickly and retreated back into my lovers arms. We both found that quite funny...