The kiss was like nothing I'd ever experienced—intense, overwhelming, and electric. Her lips were impossibly soft yet commanding, her floating hands cradling my face as if I were something fragile and precious. The sensation spread through my entire being, a heat that burned and soothed in equal measure, as though her very essence was seeping into me.
Time itself seemed to falter, the swirling reality around us dimming into a haze of emotion.
I lost myself in her, the passion of the moment breaking through every barrier I'd built around my heart. Her hands, no longer chaotic or uncertain, now moved with purpose, pulling me deeper into the embrace.
When she pulled away, a soft, ethereal glow surrounded her, and I felt a surge of energy ripple through me.
Her floating hands moved with deliberate grace, their gestures weaving the very fabric of creation.
