The kiss was fierce. It was so intense that it made Aito want to recede. He pulled back just a bit but Ryu chased, seizing and sucking on his tongue. He deepened the kiss, swiping every surface, every crevice within Aito's mouth until Aito felt dizzy. His knees gave way and his body slumped but Ryu instantly held him by the waist, supporting him.
He devoured Aito's mouth like it was his last day on earth. Aito had no way to evade. He could only reside in Ryu's arms, suffering from the sweet pleasure.
"Ryu..." he gasped between the very short seconds of breaks Ryu was giving him to breathe before attacking once again.
It was like music to Ryu's ears. A kind of melody only unique to Aito. It stimulated him. Aito's lips were softer than he knew. Like the petals of a rose. He couldn't get enough.
