I was in a mostly barren room. It must have been midafternoon as there was a single ray of sunlight streaming through white, cracked, Venetian blinds to illuminate what must have been a white cot of some sort. Particles of dust were dancing in the light, enchanting me despite the fact that my body was crying for rest; and I took to the cot with zero hesitation.
As I lay down on my back; eyes sealed shut; relief beginning to flood every cell of my body; I felt a formless force pinning down every part of me, crushing me without asphyxiating me. As it penetrated my defenseless body, I understood who it was; and it seemed right. Necessary.
There was no fear. There was no disbelief. There was only mutual desire. When I yielded to it, the force took the shape of his body. I felt him harden within me, but neither of us moved. We just remained this way, our bodies in symbiosis, our energy fusing together without a thought to the cost.
We reached orgasm with the simultaneous epiphany that we had and would be bound together for every lifetime.
