"Y-Your lips"
At my very words, the very instant of it... his hazels blackened to a dye of gold I haven't seen before, and my breath raised because it caused me to be on vigilance, and yet frantic, those eyes, made me see something in Dace, something I wasn't sure I could handle, impossible gloam ready to swallow me... maybe I want to be swallowed.
"As you wish"
His lips pressed against mine, fast, slow? I can't tell all I knew was his lips were finally on mine and all I could do was melt in his arms as he devoured my very lips like he own every inch of it, enthusiastic, scalding, his searing tongue screwing within my mouth and making me whimper, making me more eager, and hot, very hot like a sizzling flame was sprayed in in my mouth.