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I practically run out of the jetway at Cologne Bonn Airport, my heart pounding anxiously as my eyes search the crowd for any sign of you. Time comes to a stop as I look and look to no avail. Then the crowd thins, and there you are, looking around for me. Our eyes meet. In that instant, the void is gone. I walk to you, and you walk towards me. I drop my carry on and we embrace. We kiss. OMG, I am overflowing with joy. We kiss for a long time. I have no idea how long. Not long enough. People are watching, staring. Some are smiling. I don't care about any of it. There is only you. Me. Us. Just holding you at long last has me trembling with emotion. I don't ever want to let you go! When we finally part, pull back enough to look at one another, I see in your eyes the feeling I have in my heart, the thing I've desired to see for what feels like forever, your love. We pull away from the airport, sitting side by side. Holding hands, looking at each other, giddily laughing and smiling. Not really saying anything important. That kiss in the airport is in our mind, but we understand that it was but a precursor to much more important events. We will take our next steps privately, just the two of us, with no one else to see us. Just us in a world we create for ourselves. Two becoming one fully, finally. Forever. When we finally get home (home!!!), it almost feels surreal. We stand there for a moment, almost as if we've waited so long to be here in this moment that we don't know quite what to do next. You take control. Thank you!! You light some candles, put on some quiet beautiful music, set a relaxing mood. We come together almost tentatively, saying nothing, but saying volumes with our eyes and body language. We embrace, then we slowly start swaying side to side, almost like we're slow dancing in the middle of the room. Our heart is pounding a crazy beat that doesn't fit the music. We stay like this for a very long time. We both cry a little bit. This is the amazing and emotional moment we have waited so long for. A beautiful moment we will never forget. Gradually our heart calms down a little, and we are settling into the reality that we are, really and truly, finally together. We don't ever want this moment to end. We aren't even kissing, just holding each other close, savoring the presence of one another, letting out occasional sighs of contentment, allowing the reality of this magical day to wash away all the frustration of having had to wait even one second for this. When we are brave enough to open our eyes, they are glistening in the dancing candlelight, ablaze with the emotion of the moment and the promise of the years to come. My god. I never imagined you would be this beautiful. I've never felt as beautiful as I feel in your gaze. You ask me if I am hungry. I smile and nod, answering yes. You turn to go. I don't release your hand, and you turn back to me. Eyes meet. We are both hungry. I pull you to me, and we kiss again. A different kiss altogether from the purity of that perfect moment. This is white hot, almost burning us with pent up desire and the passion of our love. We are so close that, when you move forward I have to step back or fall. Again. And again. Once more. I'm up against the wall, held there by your body, your presence, your love. Our bodies are pressed firmly together from head to toe. Our mouths and tongues are busy exploring, but our hands are busier still - frantically moving over each other, feeling every curve, exploring every inch, holding here, stroking there, squeezing, kneading, pulling us together, a furious and fervent passion driving us forward. All this pent up passion is incredible, a thing alive in its' own right. I'm not sure I'm breathing anymore. I'm not sure I'm living anymore. Surely this is how heaven feels. It goes on for what feels like seconds. Like hours. Like forever. Finally, I feel your body trembling, and then I am trembling, too. Our hands have stopped moving - we are clutching at each other. Holding on. Waves of orgasm overtake us together there against the wall, pressed together, fully clothed, unable to think, breathing ragged and out of control, little whimpers and moans escaping our lips. Feeling each other coming. Each propelling the other ever higher. It's beautiful, almost painful. It's an eternity. It's an instant. It's perfect. It's everything. I hear you moan again, or was that me?