Today, I finally saw your face again, not as I would have wanted it to be. The newspaper reported on the outstanding results of your study, supernova and quantum physics. Your dream came true. You finally recreated a star in this world. I was happy to see your hard work which you happily showed me that day had come to be. But you did it without me. The smile on your face seemed fake, you never smiled like this before. But you had grown, losing your young feature renowned by a man's face, your eyes hadn't changed, they still held those color changing eyes and handsome personality. I liked your face before, the way you didn't care much about your appearance, it made you even more attractive, more natural. Your face in that moment made my body weak to your every word. It was that day when I noticed you were too far in into me to make me stop. Now we were two trains heading at full speed without any brakes. Under your slicked back hair laid the most beautiful eyes I could ever see, with that short smile hiding under your straight nose. You grabbed my hip, tracing around with your finger around my waist, switching between the cloth of my pants to the skin underneath. "I have to show you something" your fingers rapidly shifted to my hand, as if you were doing something wrong and they ran away. My eyes locked into yours, a sudden wave of a slightly strawberry color transitioned into your eyes, a new color I had never seen in them, "Come". We left the kitchen, you walked beside me sticking close to me, singing the song in the background closely into my ear making me giggle, the wooden floorboards creaked under us, my chest ached. Slowly we went outside the house onto the balcony, the cold wind sparked us closer, no light was on, everything was dark, making me feel alone even with you by my side. The music was past behind us, you stopped singing, "Close your eyes". I obeyed. The wind sounded like waves on the trees, subtle noises of animals caught my attention but overall, I shivered onto the sound of your breathing, calming and yet strong.
"This is what I wanted you to see, when I first saw you," you grabbed my chin pushing it upwards, I opened my eyes, looking at the sky above us, "the stars on your face caught me". The sudden black sky became covered in stars, different stars that shone brighter than those back at my home, colors of all kinds began to form, they all composed a chorus so sweet and beautiful that I could not stop looking at them. Reminding me of your eyes, filled with different colors and so captivating enough to be sunken into them, even if one drowned. But I saw the resemblance you meant, the stars on your face. I touched my face, the small, scattered dots on my face were nothing compared to the beauty before me. How can you compare such beauty to someone like me? My eyes turned to you; your eyes were blurry. Overshadowed by the feelings you contained within them.
Now I truly understood what you meant.
"It's beautiful"
You grabbed the hand on my cheek. And with your other, you caressed my skin, feeling like a warm knife on butter I could melt by your hand.
"I want to study every star, constellation and planet of your body"
Embracing your hand I closed my eyes, unable to understand what you meant, yet fully feeling what you felt. The heartbeat of your hand could sell you out every time. I'm sure you could also feel mine even over the light white gloves covering my hands. Once again, we were stuck on one another, not saying one word, but feeling our hearts beating together. The heat within each other began to accelerate, your hands began to explore my body, mine slowly shifting to your shoulders, sticking my waist closer to yours, sticking together, you're breathing slowly got heavier, clouds of sweat and heat began go form around us. "I want you, all of you." You whispered smoothly to my lips, my back arched against you, I pushed myself onto you. And our mouths connected. Your mouth was moist, filled with your words, you couldn't say, tasted like the creamy clouds that covered us, stanched in sweat and cinnamon. Sweet. Yet strong, overwhelming, overpowering over me, now you couldn't stop, breathing became difficult, there was no rest between us. Your hands became stronger onto my skin, I felt like a fragile teacup which your manly hands disregarded. In a sudden gasping moment, I took a step back trying to hold myself back, but you took a step forward to me again, your hands were shaking, your whole body shattered onto me. But even in such shaky circumstances your body knew what it wanted. Mine stuttered, every breath I took into your lungs, I became unable to hold back, my body was touched by yours, and you began to unravel the gift of my body, no longer becoming pure nor protected. Instead ripped open. And then I stopped, when your hands lowered into my body. I pushed you fearing the limit of your strength. We began to take deep breaths, hastily, tired, wanting more, unsatisfied. I took a good look at you, covered in sweat, your shirt messed up and wrinkled, your hair forgetting its slicked back gel. I wonder how I looked.
"I'm sorry"
After fighting to breath, I finally said something, the cold wind made me hide in fear. Are you mad? You were no longer smiling. Just huffing.
"Is it…" you cleaned your lips with your hand "Because of your tradition?" Your eyes looked at mine, saddened by this fact, which you knew was right. I nodded. My hand felt cold without you. My back was on the edge of the rail, I could no longer back out from you, there was not another step back to control your satisfaction.
"Citlali, I respect your traditions" You took a step forward, making me fear. "However, won't you allow me to take a quick peek into the beautiful gift in front of me?"
You grabbed my hand, swiftly your body lowered onto one knee, never had I felt your eyes so penetrating as now. So peaceful yet so enraged with your passion. Your lips were red, soft. Used by me.
"After all, I am now yours." You took a deep breath and kissed my hand with your eyes closed "I desire only you to be mine forever."