Hi! We're Sean, from England, and Malle, from Denmark. We're around 500 miles (/800km) apart, but still are able to adore each other very much. We're here if you need any advice or help, just pop something in the ask box and we'll get back to you.
"She would stop. Where the bridges of our noses barely touched, where our breaths become one breath all together. Her eyes would be closed, and she was smiling. Biting a bit of her inner lip. She would move closer, our noses would gently meet, her lips closer to mine, but she didn’t kiss me. She would open her eyes and smile, look at me like I was made of stardust and diamonds. And she would whisper, almost so silent I couldn’t hear it, but the vibrations of her voice would tickle my lips. “I love you”, her lips would say to mine. Her breath was minty and sweet. She knew I craved her, I craved every single bit of her lips and taste. These teasing kisses could kill me, but I wouldn’t be without."