I don’t know how much time we spend in shock. But our eyes widen and our lips are connected but not moving. We just freeze.

It takes some seconds before Nathan begins to move his lips on mine and when he starts, his eyes closes slowly. I am still frozen, my eyes are still open, looking at his closed ones. Just as if he senses this, he bites on my lower lip, tucking it forward and I groan at the sensation it brings and my lips starts moving on his…slowly.

Closing my eyes, the sound of the human gasping for air harshly on the ground, seizes and I can hear...