Michael
Mirabella's head is on my chest, our bodies squeezed together on top the rumbled sheets and pieces of our clothing's. I still can't believe what we just did, of course I'm no virgin I have explored my sexuality to an extent but none of those ever felt like this. When she first started to kiss me I was hesitant because I was scared that I might hurt her, I know of her transformation but I still can't help but treat her as the weak and breakable human.
I rub her hair as she readjusts her self on me, she has a contended smile on her face even as she sleeps. I hug her closer to me and close my eyes letting sleep take me away with it.
