"Por la luz de la luna"

An autobiographical tale of my recent life. =)
Yes, be jealous all.


They walked along the white sands at dusk, watching the orange glow of the sun fade in the distance, the twilight grey settling like a goose down cloak around the two. She ran squealing into the icy waves, taunting him all the while for refusing to join her.
"You're such a baby!" she laughed. "It isn't THAT cold!"
She ran towards where he stood on the water's edge, playfully splashing waves in his direction. Grabbing her hand he pulled her into the warmth of his chest and she inhaled deeply, taking in his musky scent. He smelled like deep forests, of fresh pine and dark earth. She so loved breathing him in.
They walked a little further along the wet sands, feeling the slight chill of the wind as the last bit of sun slipped from the horizon and out of sight, on to bring day to the other half of the world. He sat on a nearby bank of sand, pulling her down beside him as he wrapped his arm around her shoulders. She swung her legs over his, cuddling closer to the warmth of his body.
The pair sat in silence for a time and then began pointing out constellations, laughingly arguing over which stars formed the big and little dippers. The moon was nowhere in sight, but as her eyes scanned the inky black horizon, she gasped and pointed.
"There..."
He turned to see what so took her breath away and murmured a word of awe.
A perfect circle of hot pink hung low in the sky, the edge of the midnight waters cutting the sphere in half. They watched the moon slowly rise as if pulled by an unseen hand, higher and higher over the ocean until the fiery orange light glinted off the dark Atlantic.
She felt him nuzzling her neck, his dark hands softly caressing her bare legs, and sighed in contentment. He kissed her chin, turning her face to his with his finger. She felt the sweet warmth of his breath on her cheek, feeling the sea-dampened air around them lit as if with an electric current.
And then, oh then, he kissed her.
It was a maddening flurry of frenzied kisses, the built up tension of an entire month released in an instant. She splayed her hand on the back of his warm neck, his silky black curls tickling her fingertips. His strong fingers tightly grasped her leg, his other hand finding solace in pulling her closer to him.
His full lips enveloped hers perfectly, the taste of chocolate mint lingered on his tongue. Flames licked at her veins and that delicious burning fire she had longed for settled low in her belly.
All too quickly the kiss ended, and they pulled away, breathless, staring into each other's eyes. Their faces were inches apart, smiles touching their ravished lips.

It couldn't have been a more perfect first kiss...well, except for maybe a soundtrack. =)