God, I missed you." He whispers, his mouth close to your ear."I missed you, too." You say, smiling and nuzzling his neck. "I didn't think you were coming back this year.""We weren't going to." He chuckles softly, his breath ruffling your hair. The movement brings his mouth closer to your ear and his lips brush against it when he speaks. "But I think Jake felt bad, so we rushed here as fast as we could without killing our horses."You chuckle, not caring that you're still pressed against his bare skin. Your arms tighten briefly before relaxing, but not letting him go. You don't want to let go of him yet. "Well I'm glad you came back."You can feel him smiling against your ear. "Me too." His hands are moving up and down your back. They're a lot bigger than you remember. One of them goes higher to run his fingers through your hair, cradling your head against him while he idly plays with wayward strands. His other hand is at your lower back, just resting there.You wish you could stay like this forever.But you can't. In just a couple of weeks, maybe less, he'll leave with Jake and who knows when you'll see him next. Panic grips at you. Not again. You can't lose him again. All the memories of the nights you spent alone, thinking about him, come rushing back. You need to make this last. You need to get closer to him.Your fingers curl into the back of his tunic and you press your body against his. His hands on your lower back and in your hair respond, tightening their grip on you. But it's not enough. You nuzzle against the bare skin of his neck. He's warm and he smells just like he used to. You smile, then decide he needs to know you're smiling without you having to leave your warm spot. So you tilt your head so your smile is against his skin. Then you kiss his neck.His lips are still on your ear so you hear his soft gasp. His body tenses and his hand stills in your hair, like he's afraid to move. So you kiss him again. And then again. Soon you can't stop layering soft kisses to the warmth of his neck. His fingers curl into your hair."J-John…" You've never known Dave to stutter, but he does. His voice is barely above a whisper and there's a husky tone to it that makes your heartbeat pick up and blood race downward. You suddenly know exactly what you want to do. It's crazy and stupid and could possibly ruin everything, but it's exactly what you've been craving: a way to get closer.You lift your head and look up at him. He's so close. Your eyes have adjusted to the dark and you can see he's staring at you with wide, uncertain eyes. Your hands unclench from the fabric of his tunic to move to his sides. You slide them up his chest and around his shoulder to wrap them around his neck. You move up on your toes, leaning forward. The tips of your noses bump together. He's still staring at you, but your eyes are lower, fixated on his lips. They're parted slightly and you can feel his breath on yours. You lean forward just a little bit more, closing the small distance between you.And then you're kissing him.Time stands still.You've never kissed anyone before, but you figure it can't be too difficult. You just put your lips together, right? So you press your lips against Dave's. They're soft and slightly chapped and you don't even care because you're kissing him. But he's just standing there, frozen in place. A shred of worry shakes through you. You pull away, far enough to look at him. He's still staring at you and you wonder if you've crossed a line you shouldn't have.Then the hand that's in your hair tightens and he's pulling you back and this time HE'S kissing YOU. He mashes your lips together, tilting his head to the side to get the most access. His lips slide across yours and your eyes close, your grip around his neck tightening. He pulls your bottom lip between his and sucks gently. Your knees feel weak. His hand at your back wraps around your waist, holding you up.Dave takes control of the situation that you started. He kisses you again and again, devouring your lips. You do your best to return them and you think you're getting better at it. You're not entirely sure what you're doing, but it just feels so good and you want more. So when you feel his tongue against your lips, you waste no time opening up to him.His tongue pushes into your mouth, exploring everything. A low moan escapes your lips and you can't believe the sound came from you. His tongue moves against your and you respond. You're not sure what to do, so you just sort of tangle your tongue with his, then slide by to push past his lips, repeating everything he did.This time when you hear a moan it's coming from him and it's the most attractive thing you've ever heard. Blood rushes to your groin. You eagerly explore his mouth, licking his lips and sucking at his tongue, trying to get him to make that sound again. His hips buck against yours and you gasp at the sensation.