JOE
"L-Leon…" I moan softly as his tongue seeks entry inside my mouth, my fingers curled around his shirt, "W-What are you doing? We shouldn't be like this…" I protest meekly for the sake of protest.
There is a fire inside my body, and Leon is the only person who can take it out. It takes all my willpower not to grind against his body. I am like an ice thawing beneath his touch, his kiss.
Leon's one hand slides down to my thigh then grabs the underside of it and plls me flush against him. "I don't care how we should be anymore, Joe. All I know is, I will damned if I let you go again." He sharply nips at my bottom lip, wriggling out a gasp from me.
He takes the chance and slides his tongue inside my mouth, roaming and exploring my mouth with an urge to claim… to make me his…
