My First Kiss - Personal Narrative

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May 18th 2013 My First Kiss: Kellen R. Iron Man 3 was no longer holding my complete attention. Contorted into an impossibly comfy position next to/on Kellen, I kept hearing half-spoken murmurs in my ear as the sounds of explosions contrasted with my current peaceful condition. It was during the scene where the bad guy, who seemed to have molten lava coursing through his veins, burned his shirt off in order to fight Tony Stark for real, man to man. Naturally, the comment I was making about the man’s lack of clothes came spewing out of my mouth, when a question appeared inside my head, and due to my lack of brain-mouth filter, I looked up at Kellen to ask it. “Kellen, do you think the bad guy got his tat—” but I was cut off. My position on him made for a very convenient kiss, it seemed, and before I could utter the rest of the question my lips were met with his. I was mildly confused at first. I had never kissed anybody before, but I had read a lot of fanfiction. I didn’t know what to do with my mouth. It was a little dry, but we both warmed up to it as our lips finally moved. After a few moments, I pulled back slightly and opened my eyes, which I had not realized were previously, daintily, shut. I smiled and looked up at him, to see that he was smiling too, his eyes shining. I leaned against him again and shut out all of the theater noise. I could feel it. His heartbeat. My own was rather settled and calm, despite this exciting event, but his was fast and steady. Grinning, I merely commented, “Your heartbeat,” as though it was just another part of the movie. Not knowing where my courage came from, or even if it was the appropriate thing to do in this situation, I moved in to his lips again and was met eagerly. It wouldn’t take long for me to get good at this. We seemed to move together wonderfully with none of the awkward teenage first-kiss episodes that usually

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