Yannis

February 23, 2025

Vancouver, BC

Insane of me, really. I invited a complete stranger into my bed in the middle of the night. “Consider it confirmed”, I said, as if it were an appointment I’ve made a thousand times. I’m no stranger to casual sex, but I’m certainly not familiar. Never has it gone badly, but it’s rarely been just sex for me. One night stands and I aren’t close at all, we’ve only danced a couple of times and only once did it remain one night.

Still, at 1:26am in a green peacoat, with thick brown hair and a charming smile, there he was.

How do you say your name?

Wait you speak French?

Wine, food, travel, intelligence… oh you are interesting.

A brief chat on the couch made me realize he was more than just extremely handsome. I showed him the artwork around my uncles place, as if I wasn’t intentionally leading him to the bedroom. “This silly tree painting has a matching one in the bedroom, come and see”. I’m sorry for lying, my sister was absolutely right on the other side of that wall.

I promptly forgot that fact the moment I felt his tongue. Gentle, hard, fast, slow.

Yannis, I was melting in your mouth and while I didn’t want it to stop, I couldn’t wait to do the same to you. You were so receptive, so sexy, and you tasted so good.

As we laid there, your hand trailing up and down by body in gentle caress, I got to know more of you. More of your mind and then more of your body. Again and again. Before I could even remember to think about the passing of time, my alarm for 6:45am shook me back into the world outside of our bodies.

And I’ve wanted to go back ever since.