I had sex with my ex on Valentine’s Day [MF] part 2

Her eyes open and for half a moment, I feel her tense, but she meets my gaze and exasperatedly nods. Keeping my hands on her head, I lean in and place my lips on hers. My heart wanted to break from my chest. I break away after a few seconds, but I’m followed. Ruby kisses me again. And again. Our lips collided with the fury of a starving lion, both pulling each other in closer as if one of us were about to fly away. The bed disappeared around me. It was just us, as we should be. As we always had been. 

Of course, it couldn’t last forever. We both knew we shouldn’t be doing this, and slowly, the fireworks I felt inside returned to a small flame. I rested my forehead against hers and took a few deep breaths before severing our connection, and sitting on the end of the bed, still unable to take my eyes from her. A buzz from her phone tore her away from me and her eyes widened as she saw the screen. 

Had the best sex with my ex on Valentine’s Day [MF]

Hi. This is my first ever post to any subreddit like this, so I hope it fits well. Some backstory, me (m21) and my girlfriend (f20) recently split up, but have tried to remain friendly and made plans to see each other on valentine’s day. This is my retelling of the events.

“Miss you” it read. Thoughts did laps round my head: what does she want? Should I say it back? Should I even be talking to her? I had to say something, I’d been typing, deleting, retyping for 5 minutes. Somehow, I decided that a painfully friendly invite to come over and watch a film and chat was the best response. Fuck, I thought to myself. I’ve literally just asked my ex to Netflix and chill, but before I could beat myself up over it, she accepted and told me she’d arrive in an hour.

I shouldn’t have grinned as much as I did, but I couldn’t help it. Ruby was the best person I’d ever met; a smile that would illuminate the night sky, hugs that would warm my heart, and a personality that made her just so easy to get along with. About a month had gone by since I had to stop calling her my girlfriend and we split up. Right person, wrong time as she’d put it, but I still love her. And any attempts I made at getting over her had failed.