"So what's it gonna take to get you to kiss me?"
This close to him in his arms and under the spell of his cologne I could no longer resist the question. Me myself I don't know how he was able to hold back. I could hear the smile in his exhalation and he held back no longer. As he pulled me closer I craned my neck upward to meet his lips.
The kiss was soft and hesitant, his lips soft yet firm. He drew a breath through his nose drawing my very essence with it. Gently his tongue explored my mouth, meeting briefly with my own before continuing the study of my mouth. He probed my gums and teeth, gently grazed the roof of my mouth. Synapses fired and a meltdown began in my mouth.
Then he stopped.
I almost cried as I laid my head into his chest. I felt as is I could stand there forever listening to his breathing.
"I've never been kissed that way before."
"I'm not sure I've ever kissed anyone that way," said Daniel. "I've never really wanted to."
"Would you do it again?"
"I'll do more than that." And then he was upon me. He filled my mouth, one hand around my waist pulling me into his pelvic area, the other tilting my head upward into the kiss. He poured his whole heart and soul into the kiss and I wished desperately to be swept away in his being.
He lifted from my lips and nudged into my neck. With each nibble my body exploded. I grew hot and began to sweat. My body shuddered uncontrollably. Abruptly he stopped again taking a deep breath and a step back.
"What's wrong," I asked softly a bit out of breath.
"I can't do this," he said softly.
"Oh yes you can," I smirked taking a step closer.
"No, I shouldn't."
His voice sounded different but I couldn't figure how.
"What's wrong," I asked again, more serious. My hand reached out for his face but touch only air. I suddenly felt alone. "Was it me?"
"No," he answered from behind me. I turned following his haggard breathing.
"What's the problem?" I asked.
"Stay away from me," Daniel responded behind me over to my right.
"Are you running from me?" I'd become hurt and angry for him taking advantage of my disability.
"Please, I shouldn't have done this," it sounded as if there was something in his mouth. "I've got to leave now."
His voice was at the door now and I rushed there closing the door as he tried to open it.
"Stop running from me," I said emphatically. My hand reached for his face and he recoiled a bit but I continued anyway. His skin was cold and clammy but his features were taut and strained. His eyes seemed sunken in and his mouth hard and full.
"What's happened to you?" I whispered. No answer. My hands had come to rest on his shoulders, which had slumped in defeat. He made no sound and the room was quiet save our heartbeats. And then realization came rushing at me. I could only hear one heartbeat– and it was my own. I leaned in closer listening for the missing heartbeat. His chest stiffened as I let out a small gasp.
"You've got no heartbeat," I whispered stepping back. There must have been a reasonable explanation I was sure but an insane thought had crept in my head. My hand reached up again to his mouth. Sliding her finger under his lip to feel the teeth. They were normal save the canines, which were elongated and sharp. My hand drew back of its own accord.
"So you're a—," but I couldn't fix my mouth to say the words.
"So now you know," was all he said. Then I was alone in my home.
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