.make out session.

[.no poetry.all thought.]

come here baby, let me show you something.

i wanna feel your lips touch mine.

i wanna feel that tingle go down my spine that makes me so dizzy it feels like you're fucking my mind.

make me crave your lips even more every time we stop touching.

i want to feel like i can't get enough of you until i grab the back of ur head to pull you in closer...

closer...

breathe me baby.

share my air as we hesitate to touch again.

lose control as the tip of my tongue traces your lips

while your body goes on this brief rollercoaster ride hold on to my hips

pull me in closer the wetter that it gets

make me lose control

make me bite your lip to keep from moaning

scratch the back of my neck and have me zoning

make me so far gone that i can feel you inside of me...

even though can i see both of your hands

damn.

- Yungin. ((f.l.h))