Cecil whipped his head around to find Alois staring at him, now it was his turn to ask what that had to do with anything…
It wasn't right too, the difference in their social standing, the fact that they were both Alphas, there was just so much that wasn't supposed to happen…
Alois lightly flicked his forehead. "You're thinking too much again."
Cecil rubbed his forehead. "I'm not, and you shouldn't…" He trailed off, sounding unsure of his words.
Alois looked amused. "Says who? Is that what you want?"
Cecil was a bit agitated, he wrung his hands, uncertain of what to do with them. "It doesn't matter what I want…" He started to say but Alois had already heard enough.
He held Cecil's waist in both hands and leaned in slowly for a kiss, giving Cecil all the time in the world to refuse him.
