Lev felt the cue to kiss and he didn't wait. He closed his eyes, his long fingers feeling the soft skin that's under his fingertips which felt hot and burning with their passion. He couldn't control the urge of kissing her, he couldn't help himself to fall for her like the fool he was, her fool. Their lips touched, Ilyana slipped in her tongue, her fingers worked even faster to unbutton his collar. They had just met but she couldn't feel the end of their passion just by meeting eyes, instead it grew, making her want more than touching and seeing him.
Lev although was more passive with his desire was as parched as her when it comes to having Ilyana in front of him. His fingers sank deeper into her skin, their lips smacked against each other with honey sweet love. Ilyana ruffled the back of his hair in a way that made the muscles on his neck to clench, something she noticed he would do when he felt turned on.
