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Her name on my lips, whispered, "Luna…"
She looks at me, questioning, but sure. A confidence I've thrust outward over my insecurities, but hers is pure.
I taste her as I mouth her name. I taste, too, my own surprise. I suck in my lower lip between my teeth, craving something I know how to say, but too afraid to voice yet.
"May I?" I've never felt so silly with words, but she nods. We kiss again, the length of her pressed close.
My chest opens, heartbeat fluttering; her energy zips through my body.
Second kiss, better than the first.