Seward felt the ultimate sensation coarsing through his vanes. Being a plate of land, he has waited millions of years for his tectonic plate to collide with his long lost lover, Chukchi. Both have always been close, but not close enough to ever have the type of relationship they lusted for. The human race was long gone from existence, and it was just Seward and Chukchi, two naked adults alone, reunited after years of separation.
"So…" Chukchi started. "Ready to see my big peninsula?"
"Can’t I go first?" Seward flirted, giggling.
"On the count of 3." Chukchi replied. "1… 2… 3!"
Both Chukchi and Seward dropped their trousers to reveal their peninsulas. With no boundaries anymore, they bounced into bed and started making out. They viciously licked each other’s borders. The taste of the continent was nothing short of legendary. They theoretically combined with each other, forming a coursing sensation of love, that would later form into a mountain range.
"This is amazing." Seward gasped.
"I never want this night to end." Chukchi returned, in between breaths.
"And it doesn’t have to. The human race is gone, our tectonic plates have collided. We can finally become the one mass of true love." They continued to make out, rubbing their peninsulas against each others, for the rest of the night.