Passion Under the Sea: Octavie and Lyana's Adventures

He was going to be my first. I’d been crushing on him for weeks. He was sweet, funny, shy but not too shy, handsome with those beautiful dark eyes and a smile that just made you melt.

He would sit next to me in class and we would sometimes hold hands while other students went on and on about their weekend plans or how they had the best pizza ever at their favorite restaurant. We didn’t talk much, just shared these moments of physical connection. At least I thought they were, he never said anything but there was always that look in his eyes when he looked at me, like he wanted to say more but couldn’t quite find the words. His gaze would roam over my face and my body before we broke eye contact and he looked away blushing.

I knew what he wanted, I could see it in his face, hear it in his voice when he tried to speak to me, smell it on his skin when he leaned forward to whisper something in my ear or when we held hands. He wanted me, but I knew that the moment his lips touched mine everything would change between us.

And so I waited patiently for the right moment and one night after everyone else had left the classroom I sat at my desk packing up my things. When I heard footsteps behind me and felt a hand on my shoulder.

He spoke softly “Hey Meghan…I need to ask you something”

I kept packing as he spoke “I...um…well…I want to kiss you” He whispered this into my hair which was long enough down my back so that he could rest his chin against it as she spoke into my ear “Is it alright if I kiss you?” There was no way I could ignore him now even if I wanted to, I turned around and looked at him standing directly behind me.

He wasn’t so shy now as our eyes met and I saw deep into his soul wanting nothing more than to have this moment with him. My breath caught in my throat as his hand cupped my cheek gently and then his lips touched mine tentatively at first barely brushing them together before deepening the kiss.

It was like sparks flew off our bodies as we kissed and soon we were both pressed against each other desperate for more of each other; our mouths exploring every inch of each others faces with our hands roaming all over each others bodies until someone cleared their throat loudly behind us sending us scurrying apart like guilty teenagers caught making out by the parents!