Just a kiss, he told himself dazedly, staring at Sebastian’s mouth. Just one. He pressed his lips against Sebastian’s, swallowing the moan threatening to leave his lips. He licked into Sebastian’s mouth, cradling his face in his hands. Sebastian was wonderfully responsive, his lips and tongue just as hungry, his arms locking around Vlad’s neck, pulling him closer. Small moans filled the air as they kissed—his or Sebastian’s, Vlad had no idea. Fuck, this felt almost painfully good.
