First Kiss

Because of the second part of this question I'm assuming you're saying "together" as a classy way of hooking up haha :) If not, this is awkward and just tell us in our ask and I'll answer whatever you actually meant haha.

The first time we were together was the build up a ton of sexual tension that had been intensifying from the moment we met, so when we finally got that opportunity we were both really nervous. What if all of that tension built up and it wasn't as amazing and we didn't have the chemistry we though we would? What if we messed up a beautiful friendship for something that didn't work out?

But, when we finally kissed for the first time it was nothing short of perfect. It was magic, and personally, despite the expectations we built, I was even blown away by how much I didn't want to stop kissing her. I thought the idea of "sparks flying" was purely metaphorical and mental, but there was something physically electric about that first time. Given how high we had made our expectations for the chemistry and flawlessness of what we could be together, odds were we it was going to fall a little short; but it far surpassed anything either of us could have ever imagined. We were so wrapped up in that kiss, in that moment, in what the rest of the night held and what the future could unravel to be. Nothing in that moment mattered except me, and her - nobody else. It was the kind of fire that ignites an un-destroyable passion in both of us that we could never let go of.

It was a kiss that made every kiss or more with anyone else before it irrelevant and meager.