Weeks of separation, of aching and longing, evaporated as Viktor and Mikel's lips collided in a desperate, hungry kiss. The impact sending a shock of emotions through their entire body.
It was fierce, a kiss that could swallow the world whole, as though time itself had to catch up with the raw intensity of their reunion. Viktor's hands were everywhere at once, as if needing to memorize Mikel's body again, needing proof that he was still here, still breathing, still his.
Mikel responded just as fervently, pulling Viktor closer, wrapping his arms around him as though he never wanted to let go. His fingers gripped at Viktor's back, bunching the fabric of his shirt in his fists, his whole body pressing against Viktor's with a fevered intensity.
