Earlier tonight, my boyfriend and I were in the mood, so I lit the candles on our headboard and initiated some of his favorite moves. Soon, we were getting it on and completely lost in the moment. Things were heating up and we were both close to our O, and not once, but twice, a candle fell off the headboard and splattered me with hot wax. (The second time, my eyelids were sealed shut with candle wax.) Although it was a surprise, I urged him to keep going so we could finish.