DeliriusDreamer

Don't Think or Judge. Just Listen
2015-02-25 21:04:42 (UTC)

My First Kiss Went A Little Like This

So it happened last Friday. Finally.

His name is Blue. He's one of my friends.

Townhouse had a pubtour on that night and both of us went. He was wearing this adorable dog hat. At the second club I stole his hat and he became very protective of it. He stole it back, but I warned him I'd get it again. Fast foward maybe an hour or two later and we're at the third and last club of the night. He was drunk, I was tipsy. A bunch of us were dancing in a group and singing and just having fun. Blue was close-ish to me so I went over and stole his hat again, moving out of the way after and tucking the hat against my chest so he wouldn't get it. We play fought/danced for a while, him with his hands around me to keep hold of the hat, both of us just jumping around and laughing. After a while he quit on trying to steal back the hat so we were just dancing, my back to his chest. I'd never danced like that with anybody so it felt a little weird, but it still was pretty pg13. After a while we ended up face to face and pretty freaking close, but we were still just dancing. He managed to steal his hat back and shoved it in the back of his shirt so I wouldn't get it. That's when things got interesting.

It took about three or four tries of him trying to kiss me before I realized what he was trying to do. Yeah, I'm that clueless. For my defense we were dancing and bouncing around so he kept getting my cheek and my jaw. When I realized what was actually going on, my mind went blank. The only thing I could think was "OMIGOD WHAT DO I DO?!" I just decided to go with the flow and see where things went. Our arms were already pretty much around each other and it didn't take very long before he managed to kiss me.

I'll be very honest here, it felt weird at first. Let's just say I'm not used to have someone else's tongue in my mouth. And we kissed. And kissed. And kissed. And kept on dancing and jumping around. I don-t know how long we made out, I just know that every once in a while I had to come up for air. At some point I made eye contact with this random girl and she just said "I think you two should leave." We didn't listen to her. Blue kept backing up while we were kissing, dragging my with him, and both of us weren't very stable on our feet and we kept bumping into random people. Next thing I know we were falling on the floor. I was back on my feet the second I hit the ground and I pulled Blue back up with me. The only thing I could think was "what the fuck just happened". After that we stood a little further away from each other and he put his hat back on. I thought that was it. Boy was I wrong.

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Yeah, I know, I'm editing this like a month later... I just want to finish the story without having to make another entry. So we were dancing again, not really together, but with a group of people. Then he got closer to me again and we were dancing together. Then he kissed me again and, honestly, the kissing was just getting more and more fun. After a bit I stole the hat and broke the kiss to put it on. Blue just looked at me and laughed, before kissing me again. At some point I remember his hand cupping my cheek and, honestly, that's probably what gave me the shivers the most, just the softness of his palm on my face. And we just kept on kissing and dancing, although we bumped into people a little less.

After a while we stopped and I told him I needed to get water, so I left. I actually got water, then went to the bathroom and texted Birdlady, Angel and Glinda. I went back out and got another glass of water and then I went to dance again. Before I could even get close to Blue, Red got my arm and pulled me off the dance floor and said that she was leaving. Since I was sleeping at her place, I left with her and that was it.

I was terrified things would be way awkward between me and Blue, since we were pretty good friends and hung out with the same people. I tried texting him on the Monday after, just checking how hungover he had been on Saturday. I got the feeling he didn't want to talk about the fact that we made out, that he just wanted to pretend nothing happened. I went with it and I honestly think it was a good decision. Sure, it sucks that he never really acknowledged it happened, but our relationship didn't change at all and things aren't awkward, so things are for the better. :)




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