Digital art, Two teenagers find solace and passion in each other's arms amidst the chaos of the world ending, cherishing their love before everything fades away.

There's a light in the crack separating your thighs and if you wanna go to heaven you should fuck me tonight.

Date: 11/29/2016

By ofblackcats

It didn't start with the end of the world. It actually started with us as teens, those days when we were still in high school and wide-eyed and so damn fucking in love. And so damn foolish. I remember us being in class, I remember you passing notes to me. I remember everyone looking at us oddly. Our classmates didn't like us, but we didn't like 'em either. You were too beautiful and I too strange and out of this world. Your brother picked us up from school and we went to your house. You took a bath and asked me to join you. You were almost shoulder deep into the water, the bath a dark forest green; I could not see past the swell of your breasts. You hit puberty early, all roundness and softness to the other teens awkward angles. You watched me as I walked into the water, your eyes catching at my rounded hips, my ample breasts, my worried lips. I swam toward you and I could feel the motion of your separating thighs as you welcomed me between them; you stroked my cheek and pulled me closer until your light pink lips were caressing mine. Your thighs tightened around my hips as you sat on my lap, your breasts flush against mine. My hands gripping at your ass as we made out. We broke apart and I kissed your neck, your clavicle, your breasts until my mouth caught one of your pink nipples, hard against my tongue as I lapped at it and you gasped, your breath catching on your throat as you closed your eyes. One of my hands left your cheeks and went up to massage your unattended tit; I pinched and flicked and pulled at your nipple as I sucked on the left one -you moaned high and loud. Your hands found my own breasts and you played with them as I played with yours, I pressed my legs together and moaned. If it weren't for the water I would have been able to feel my own wetness. I lifted you upon the green rock surface of the bath and you leaned against the wall, cheeks flushed red and lips parted as you looked down at me. I opened your legs and admired your neatly shaven pussy; I kissed the inside of your thigh and made my way to your clit. I licked it and sucked at it as you moaned, my middle finger making its way into your vagina and started fucking you. The sounds you made, and the little gasps were heavensent to me. My free hand went down to my own pussy and I began to massage my clit as I fucked your vagina with my tongue. You came in my mouth with a shout. I bit my cheek as I came. "I love you," you said. What comes next is less important. I remember the earth shaking and us still naked running outside. I remember seeing the sky burning with space rocks. I remember everyone dying. And yet, what I remember most is the two of us and love.