Pelgris

He pulled her aside, away from the main floor but still in sight of others. Wanting her to feel safe but still private. The fire in his heart flared when he looked at her, uncertain to the purpose of this meeting.  Weeks of casual flirting had led them here, to this.

“I’m going to kiss you,” he growled.  His voice heavy with need and the hint of a question.

“ok,” she replied, soft and not sure where this was going.

She leaned in, eyes closed. but instead of the light pressure on lips she felt soft flesh against the side of her neck, kisses up the back of her, spine. The feel of him against her, kisses on her throat, small nibbles on her ears, his hands in her hair. kiss after kiss trailing across across her cheek until finally, the light kiss against lips; tongue licking against her inviting her, mouth open, pressure and need pushing and pulling, just this shapeless moment.  Somehow heightened by the eyes of their coworkers. Breaking apart. His forehead rests against hers. Eyes to eyes.

“come out with me tonight?” he asks