Their lips pressed together, hot, sending electric sparks through Lucien's body. Blaise, though initially surprised by Lucien's boldness, surrendered to the fervor of the moment, his lips softening against Lucien's. A low moan rumbled in the back of Lucien's throat as his hand slid up Blaise's slender neck. He entwined his fingers in that thick blond hair.
Blaise's body leaned into the kiss, responding to the hunger in Lucien's touch. The taste of sweet alcohol on Blaise's lips was delicious, and his lips felt smooth and warm against Lucien's. Overtaken by a primal urge to be dominant, Lucien's tongue pushed the seam of Blaise's lips, seeking entrance, and Blaise willingly granted it. Lucien slid his tongue in. Blaise, the more experienced one, guided Lucien deeper into the kiss. His lips moved with an innate knowledge, mapping the contours of Lucien's mouth, eliciting moans of longing from Lucien. Lucien's body responded eagerly.
