Ken lost himself in the softness of Theo's lips against his. His fingers softly grace Theo's cheeks when Theo deepens the kiss, exploring the inside of Ken's mouth as if it were the first time he got a taste. Curious and eager for more– intractable.
Ken doesn't know how long they bathe in each other's warmth and taste each other's lips. Time freezes whenever he is with Theo, only the beating of his heart seems to increase. It's kike a loud drum against his chest, wild and thriving to jump out and fall at Theo's feet in surrender.
A moan lurches past Ken's lips, slipping onto Theo's mouth and the latter gulps it down like a medicine. Humming against Ken's lips, he slips his fingers inside Ken's silk robe. The boy shivers at the slight coldness of his lover's touch against his heated skin.
