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"I have died everyday, waiting for you."

I slept with him the night I met him.
Everything was so blurred, and the attraction was just right.
I'm falling hard.

Every touch felt completely natural; no guilt, remorse, or insecurities.
I wonder what he wants out of this.
I'm falling hard.

Why was he so polite?
Why so considerate?
We had our 1st one night stand together.
It was lovely.

Is this what a black hole feels like?
I won't stop falling.

It all worked and fit so perfectly-- Suspicious.
It felt unexpectedly "right."
He was too polite. He told me we didn't have to do it.
It was all my choice.
Which made me wonder:

"Is he just saying this so I'd want to do it?"
I still had suspicions. But, I said yes anyways.
I guess I wasn't so confident about it because he asked,
"Are you sure?" "Yes." /doubtfulface "Really? I don't wanna make you do anything you don't want to." /pause "Well.." /hesitantpause "if we started, and I wante---" "Absolutely." /smile "Ohkay, I'm ready."

I fell quickly after.
I gave him a quick stroke and we got comfortable for bed.
He asked, "Don't you need to take your contacts out?" "Yeah, but it's ok." "You sure? I can take some from my roommates." /pause "Actually, can you?" "Yep!" /quickgiddles&contactsremoval

We got comfy, my head on his arm.
"Are you ok? Is my arm hurting your head?"
"Nope! Is your arm hurting?" "Nah."
/night

/morning
Morning talk&sex.