Her Three Kisses #1

by Gareth Edel

Standing there on the corner, I still don't know if she likes me, but I am hoping. The other wolves circle as we talk hoping to challenge. But she had broken from the pack and come over to me, and for the moment, we are alone.
We talk and I watch her smiles, amazed at the variety, wanting to learn more about each, sad to think about never knowing them all.
Later.
Walking along the street, we lean against each other. This first contact feels welcome and warm to me. I want to lean over and kiss her knowing she would kiss me back. I don't know. So I wait.
And as we all say farewell, she hugs the others we walk with first. Then turns to me and hugs me, and for a moment I feel awkward with them looking, that the hug lasts so long and feels so warm.
The hug lingers and she nuzzles into my shoulder and so softly, I am afraid I imagine it. When her lips touch my neck and linger there I want more then ever to kiss her. I hope there will be another chance.
I wouldn't break that simple contact for anything, I stand hugging her as long as I can. Eyes closed learning the feel of her lips.

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Sitting, head bowed she glances from under heavily lidded eyes. She looks at me. She shifts, only visible because the sweep of her hair swings slowly. She is not quite smiling. I step closer and run my fingers softly down her hair and onto her shoulder, and as my fingers rest again on her skin, I notice I can feel her breathing.
I lift her chin, gently with one finger, and lean down to kiss her. Her lips are unimaginably soft, and although I can taste harsh breath on her lips, her mouth tastes sweeter. I can feel the hardness, almost startling, of her tongue piercing.
I run my fingers through her hair as we kiss, and find her neck, holding it softly in one hand and the other running farther down her back. I stand up from bending, and she rises up to stand facing me. We are still touching only above the neck for another moment.
She leans forward, so her body is touching mine, and lower my hand from her upper back to her ass. Pressing forward so there is pressure between us. I break the kiss.
I kiss her neck and move my other hand down to her body, I am embracing her, her arms still at her sides start to slide around me. I can still feel her breathing, and I worry that I have fallen in love with her.

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I walk up the stairs to see her, and despite the crowd below, the air here is still and quieter. She stands in front of me, I look eye to eye at her sad and happy eyes, and only slowly, she says "thank you".
I think that will be all, that we will be returning to the party.
I look at her a moment longer, and she leans over and hugs me. For just a moment, we melt against each other, and I realize that if either of us moved before the other we would fall over, as we lean on each other.
She kisses me, deeply and I feel her relax as she does, and in turn I press more against her, counting on her not to move and keep me from falling. Arms around each other, for a moment as we kiss. She does not move.
Slowly I can feel her straighten, that softening, relaxation, that had happened reversing, and in the nick of time I put my hand on the door frame, and we break the embrace.
I watch her the whole time she walks down the stairs back to the others in the party, catching my breath I stay upstairs.