a day as someone else

You kiss him. At first it was a soft peck...and it slowly turned into something more. At first he was hesitant, and lingered, before deepening your kiss. Your heart started to drum harder, and his tongue began to slide into your mouth...

Then you pulled away, gasping for breath. You've never french-kissed before, but found yourself wanting more. And you went in again, except bolder this time, and you started to suck on his tongue. His arms, which had been on either side of you, held you close, and you could smell the scent of spicy herbs and damp sweat on his skin.

And then he started to pluck absently at your shirt, and your heart stops for a moment...