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The cool spring breeze rushes past my face as I gaze out from the hillside, The city stretches its fingers far beyond the horizon. The Quarry sits at the end of a maintenance road which fans off from Zigzags. ClichΓ©, I know. The classic lover's lane sits about two hundred meters away from us, through dense scrub and bushes. From our camp mattress, we cannot see or be seen by the cars that lazily drift down the winding road. Our makeshift bed sits on a clearing of smooth rock at the peak of the quarry, the stone beneath us has been worn smooth by machinery long since gone. Beside me, they sit; gazing outward at the horizon. The soft glow of the evening sun brushes their cheeks and I can't help but fall deeper in love. Freckles, gifted by days in the sun, have kissed their way permanently onto their cheeks and their eyes burn with a glow.
"You. Are immeasurably handsome," I say. They turn to me, a shy smile written on their face.
"Me?" they ask
"Yes." They lean forward, a hand on my thigh, and kiss my cheek. My chest is a rainforest of butterflies and a soft sigh escapes my lips. They brush my hair from my face and hold my gaze.
"You, are more beautiful than the nights sky," they say. Our lips meet, and my heart is afire. If fireflies were native, they would surely launch themselves into the sky at this point, gifting their life's glow to the love that echoes from this moment. I lay back, my hair spilling beneath my head as I look up to the stars. Beside me, they lay on one elbow, their hand on my ribcage. I breathe deeply, feeling the warmth of their touch spread lower. Beneath my dress I feel myself burn; my nipples harden. They haven't even begun and I am already melting for them. Their hand tracks it's way upward, my nipples showing through the thin fabric, and gently holds me. I gasp again.
"You, are more alluring than the stars," they say. I giggle, I'm not so good with taking compliments. They kiss me deeply, holding my chest firmly, their tongue brushes my bottom lip and I reach a hand to their head, pulling them closer. They shift on top of me, straddling my waist. The inseam of their jeans presses against their spot as they grind against me. I cannot help but watch them with lust as their face fills with ecstasy, it is as though they are already there. The sun sets slowly as we tangle our bodies together, losing ourselves in the dark. I find a belt buckle and loosen it, their strong thighs revealing themselves as I lower their jeans. Their toned stomach glows in the moonlight; a faint trail of fuzz leading down to that place I desire so wholly.