Unlike the last time they kissed, there is no hesitation. Atlas is immediately responsive, most likely because he fully expected it. Salem's been staring at his mouth for the past five minutes, it was only a matter of time.
It's not very gentle, which is pretty typical. There's so much force that it pushes Salem's head back against the wall, and he gasps. He can't help but to wrap his legs tighter around Atlas, accidentally putting more pressure on his lower half. His hand tightens in Atlas' hair at the unexpected pleasure.
Salem isn't even surprised. Disappointed in himself? Maybe. However, he was well aware of the risk involved with sharing a living situation with this guy. He just doesn't have the self control, Atlas is way too perfect to him. Too perfect for him.
