With the door closed, every pretense fell. The facade we showed the world melted away and all we wanted to do was to invade each other's mind. We breathed fast, our hearts raced faster. The lips squeezed against each other as they entwined in an unrelenting kiss. At that moment, time had been completely forgotten.
The weirdest part when our lips came into contact with each other was it sent shivers down my spine, making my limbs weak, and the intoxicating smell of the evening breeze gave a familiar vibe. Our kisses had raw intensity, how the warmth of the tongues melted each other, how he smooched my lips, soothing every part, knowing what I liked.
I could say with all honesty that every kiss with Marvel always damaged my sanity, turning my objection into submission, and I wanted to do all those dangerous things with him… My mind is usually filled with stressful stuff, but not now.
