Moonlit Embrace

The old rusty and dusty lift. Takes two at a time with enough room for moving freely and taking heavy breaths. Doors weren’t automatic, it had cage doors which slides, one for the main and one of the lifts itself. In black t-shirt and black track yet no two had the same shade, there was difference. with all hairs wrapped around in single ball. She opened the doors, she goes in, I follow and then she closed it behind me. She turned on the light with a press button which automatically went of when the lift arrived the ground, but now we were going upwards when she pressed for the fifth floor. Every-time, I see for the cameras in the lifts I told and we exchanged a little laugh with very low sound ended up in smile. I had an obviously disgusting one and she had the pleasant one. We wait till the lift were crossing each floor, I have had the glimpses of each floor, there were apartments which were closed and silent and sleepy. And within few moments were at the fifth floor. She opened the doors and we passed through that floor followed by the last few dozen steps before the terrace as silent as thief cats.

It seems the same to me as I saw it last night, I said something like that but not in an exact same word. She agreed with me. Might also glanced at me, just to see the look on my face, she was walking ahead slowly, not far. I was behind her, thinking a very too little of what’s going to happen in next few moments and just trying to stay in the moment then and there. Aren’t the moon looks more beautiful today than yesterday she spoke. Yes, it is. I agreed. We both looked at the moon it was full and bright and moonlight was touching and covering us under itself. We inhale the serenity of moon…

We reached the outlining wall of the terrace which was about till my waist or an inch higher, not more. We can do it here she said with a little smile, she might also be not been thinking too much and was just doing the same, trying to be to stay in the moment then and there…

From here we can keep an eye on the gates if someone might suddenly appear on the terrace, she explained why that spot with a guarding look on her face, understood said the look on my face and okay I said. She came near me and we went into the corner where two walls meet. The cold breeze touched my face, my body and I had something in my mind which I wanted to say to her, came out a little uneased laugh on my face and I turned around and held the wall. If you are feeling uncomfortable, it’s okay we don’t have to she might have said off course not in exact words. It’s not that I said. It’s just my biology will… react to it I said. Look you can tap on my shoulder like this, if you feel uncomfortable, she said while demonstrating it. It’s not that… I’m talking about. It’s just you know… you might feel something getting hard. Processed in her and then with okay in slight exclaim she smiled.

Went for place we were standing prior and somehow; we were in the arms of the one we were holding from few nights and last Sunday’s morning. Glanced each other, a faded white cloud or two were on her glasses. Her hands were on my shoulder coming near the neck and wrapped around, I had mine closing in on her back. She took command and we came closer and closer and closer in an instance. it was not so fast and not so slow, considerably at good pace. I felt the lips on me other than mine, she went for the lower of mine and mine touched her above one but didn’t took it whole in me. She went further in with lip first and followed by her tongue, tongue of mine followed the lead. It was starting calm and beautiful and with peaceful fire. she added the flavour of wildness with her teeth and I felt her desires for me which she might be holding back since long. Moving in and out and moving and moving inside each other.

I squeezed her in arms and wanted to do the more of it. the pulp of those curves on her lips, the easy bent of her muscles in me, and the taste buds were rising on mine too. Eyes of mine closed since the start and unrest I was, yet trying to follow the trail she is been drawing. Short of breaths and our mouths apart she planted kiss on my cheek and I did the same on her jaw and then on her neck. Smelled a trace of the perfume on deep neck, she might have used early this morning before meeting me or might be the evidence from yesterday. She turned around and we I embraced her from her back, gliding on one another, like painting each other with the strokes of the bodies.

Was still feeling her on me, on my face, on my mouth. She glanced at the gate and checked if anyone is coming or not. Took some breaths from air around but still wanted more of hers. Saw the building of tall and short and different sizes and the sky seemed of a night but it was morning with slow chills of wind. Some of them had the lights on for their big names and titles fading somewhere, making blinks somewhere, lighting bright somewhere, but what my eyes saw was the horizon being made by the blocks and bricks of the thousands of buildings which were all in the sight from the terrace and the sky touching and lingering and kissing all those things from above.

Can we do it again.