I've been playing around with a little story for almost a year. It's almost done, would have been done a long time ago if I didn't have the attention span of a guppy. This is me: "This is absolutely fascinating, I'm going to put heart and soul into... ooooh, shiny object!"
Anyway, the story is about this sweet and super-smart girl who falls in love with a guy from a criminal biker gang. He's really a cop deep undercover, but she has no idea, and he can't tell her. There's all sorts of complications around that, of course. This is what I'm imagining for their first kiss:
Struggling to keep a stern face, Sharon poked his chest, “Watch your mouth, mister.”
Jimmy placed his hands on her hips and tugged her closer, staring into her eyes. "What are you gonna do about it?"
She wrapped her arms loosely around his neck. "I don't know. Some form of punishment where you can't use your mouth for profanity."
He brushed his lips over her cheek. "Maybe put it here?"
Her skin tingled where he touched it. "Maybe..."
His lips barely touched hers, and she wanted more. "That's a good spot."
The teasing was over. He tasted like beer and cigarettes and everything forbidden. His arms around her were strong, and the body she pressed herself against muscular and hard. If an asteroid hit Earth and eradicated all life, she'd die pretty happy.