DON’T STOP
he whispered.
The movie faded into background noise. He leaned down slowly, giving me time to meet him halfway. Our lips brushed once, soft and tentative, then again, deeper. The kiss was gentle at first. It was slow, sweet, and full of quiet affection. His hand cupped the back of my head, fingers threading gently through my hair. I sighed into his mouth, melting against him.