They seemed to have forgotten that they were at Kevin's parents' house now. Kris, who didn't bother to put on his clothes, quickly got up from the floor and pushed Kevin's body onto the bed. Kevin gasped, but then his open mouth was clasped by Kris' hungry mouth again.
The taller man kept devouring the lips as if the lips were the most delicious food in the world. Kevin didn't resist as he served the soft food to his lover.
Kris' lips were soft too, and since Kris wasn't a smoker, it tasted like candy, not cigarettes. Maybe it was just his imagination, but he always thought that Kris' lips tasted so sweet.
Kris was shirtless, and Kevin roamed his hands over his lover's broad chest, caressing everything that made contact with his palm.
