Lars climbed on top of the warlock. He placed his hand on the bed, with Vesmore's head in between, before he leaned in and kissed the warlock passionately on the lips. Vesmore grabbed onto Lars' shoulders as he kissed the purple man back, rubbing their tongues against each other's tongues. After doing so for a few seconds, Vesmore playfully bit on Lars' lower lip as the purple man slowly pulled away. Once he let go of his lip, Lars smirked, revealing his teeth.
"Looks like someone's getting a bit frisky for his first time." Said Lars.
"Oh? I mean, is that a bad thing?" Asked Vesmore as he plastered a smile across his face.
