First Born Love (Drabble)

Rising, he glanced at the prostrate forms surrounding him. He looked down at himself. Nude, he marvelled at the beauty of his body, noticing those around him were of like perfection.

Wonder filled him as another awoke. Different, yet alike, he felt drawn to her. Approaching shyly, he offered her his hand.

Accepting, a surge of feeling coursed her veins. Sliding gracefully into his arms, an urgency overcame her. Glancing instinctively towards the west, she backed from him and slowly walk away, looking back to see if he followed.

He did.

No words were spoken; nor were there any needed.