Do you remember the first time? The pressure and the unending need building there, swelling to a blood-hot flush in your cheeks and in your toes. And that other person—how strange it was that you knew that other person—the two bodies distinct in one moment, freshly exposed, then so blended as to never be undone the same way. This scene is an adaptation of 'The First Time' as originally published on unkrossed.com