It was fast, and we did not expect right in that moment that we'll want it. We would want each other.
I just stared at Alec, and felt right when our skin had touched. We don't know where that spark had come from, and it was so distracting for us to hold ourselves out of it.
My hand had touched Alec, when I was supposed to give him Malcolm's shirt. He was straightly looking down on me, breathing hard, then stared next to my lips.
I don't know what we are both waiting for, as it was too obvious ar our distance how we badly want each other.
"Alec..." I said, still gripping on Malcolm's shirt. But he didn't let me finish my sentence anymore. Alec had directly claimed my lips and lunged until we fell on the bed.
My hand had let go of Malcolm's shirt and to be honest I don't know where it went, it's just that, right now, Alec can't stop on kissing me, and so do I. I reached for his nape and pull him closer to mine even more.
