[Burning Inside]: 233.Short Stories.The Kiss

Rain

There I stood in the pouring rain, her eyes staring into my own. Those light blue eyes were the most beautiful I had ever looked in before, it would be near to impossible to find any better.

Our clothes clung to us from the water that fell out of the night sky.  Slowly I pulled her closer to me, looking to one side as to make it so that we would not bump each others heads. As I did this I heard a slight sigh come from her mouth, out of her mouth and through those lips.

The lips so graceful that wore a bright; yet still dark red. She was so beautiful, I was surprised I was able to stand there with her. 

I had imagined myself to be ugly, a person who would have to look away to not hurt the eyes of the girls who would walk past me. But according to her, according to Destiny, I was not like that at all. I was supposedly sexy. With my jet black hair; spiked in the front and laid back on the back part of my head. My brown eyes, that would often turn to a light green colour. Something about my body, but I can’t remember that part, at least I know that I am not fat or ugly.

As I stood there in the rain I could feel our bodies pressed against each others for warmth, we stood outside of the café that had just closed.  Slowly I moved backwards to say that we should go somewhere else and get out of the rain, but before I could even take a full step backwards she pulled me back in, closer to her, even closer then we were prior. 

I felt so embarrassed I had never been closer then a slight hug. Now I could feel our soaked bodies pressed against each other.

My whole body was shocked as my arms slinked by my sides. Slowly as I became more comfortable with our bodies that close, I wrapped my arms around her body, as her arms were already wrapped around my own. Her head moved from beside mine to resting on my shoulder, as my head followed almost in unison.

As I rested my head on her shoulder I calmly moved my head over and kissed her ever so softly on the neck. I could imagine her with a slight smile from it. 

Her head titled backwards off of my shoulder. I felt rejected, unwanted, however she only moved back far enough so that I could stare into her eyes again. It was like my world had completely disappeared when those eyes were visible.

Progressively my neck seemed to push my head towards hers. It was out of will, yet not; it was like all of my body wasn’t letting me have a choice. Tilting my head to the side, our lips locked.

Even in the rain her lips were warm, even if most of her body was now cold. I held the kiss tenderly. I never wanted to let this feeling go. Her lips were smooth, her body while wet was still beautiful, and her eyes which were now closed, along with mine, were still the most beautiful thing I had ever seen.

Peacefully we both moved away from the kiss at the same time, I was smiling and could tell I was blushing, but as was she.

Without saying a word we both walked back towards her place, where I would give her another kiss, which would never be as loved as the first, and then head home to figure out just how much I enjoyed the night.

© Steven Stewart 2005