JUDGES: I am only eligible for honourable mention.
Here’s a bit of context for the scene: This is from Resident 619, not the manuscript I entered in the BSD contest (Stars at Midnight). The girl/narrator has grown up in an AI-controlled compound and knows little of the outside world. The boy (Crow) grew up “in the wild” and was captured and brought back to the compound by the bots.
ETA: Here’s a bit more immediate backstory for this scene! They’ve been separated by the bots during the day, and she’s snuck out one night to make sure he’s okay. He leads her away to the edge of the compound where in his relief that she’s fine he kisses her – but she doesn’t know what a kiss is and pulls away in confusion. He laments, “Oh Sunny, you don’t even know what a kiss is,” and doesn’t try again. But after they talk, and they’re about to go back to their rooms, that’s when this happens.
“Crow?” I asked as he started to loosen his arms from about me. “What’s a kiss?”
The moonlight caught the corner of his mouth as he smiled. “This,” he said, leaning forward, “is a kiss.”
His lips touched mine again, and this time because I was expecting it I could identify the thrill in my belly as pleasure, not fear. The pressure was light, almost delicate as he brushed them across my own, and then I felt him open his mouth slightly, taking the edge of my bottom lip gently in his. I closed my eyes and sighed involuntarily. My skin felt electrified, the hairs all standing on end as he did it again, this time pulling gently on my upper lip. Instinctually, it seemed, I found myself repeating the movement, opening my mouth to close my lips on his.
I felt a strange burn spill from my chest through my body. I unthinkingly lifted my hands to wrap tightly around his shoulders, pulling him closer, trying to quell the unfamiliar throb of my body against his. He slid his arms around my back and suddenly there was no space between us; his body melted into mine, his mouth into my mouth, and I could no longer tell if we were breathing independently or as one or not at all. The world outside of us collapsed down to this one tiny, infinite instant, where time stood still and lasted forever.
And then he pulled his face away and we were standing again in the shadow of a building at the back of the Compound. My heart was thudding in my chest, my breath was slightly ragged, and I could feel heat through my face; I felt like I’d just experienced the most incredible ecstasy, and the building and the fence and even the forest and moonlight all seemed dull in comparison.
“Oh,” I breathed. I struggled to come up with something more to say, but my mind was empty, or perhaps still full of the kiss. “I like it.”