Breathless

His heavy, controlled breaths, the intense smell of the peppermints always carried in his pockets. One of his slender arms snaked its way up my back and down my back. He rested his nose against my forehead, and i stood on my tip toes to press my lips against his. Immediately, i tasted that peppermint, and vaseline. His lips were perfectly shaped, as though mine were supposed to fit directly into his. That arm entwined itself into my hair, pulling me ever closer. Our kiss became more intense, his tongue exploring my mouth, mine investigating his. Small groans escaped our mouths as we continued, as though nothing else mattered. He pulled away, breathless, frowning. But that frown disappeared an turned to that grin i fell in love with.