Chapter 164: Breathless (Slight M)
The heart pounding against his own made him feel hope, and hope made him greedily. Ravi’s voice was low with a desperate sense of seeking salvation within.
"Please... Please..." Could you kiss me just once? He wanted to beg but even in his desperation, the restraint was like an anchor, not letting him voice out his deepest desire.
Arlen’s hands went round his waist pulling him closer, those blue eyes on him were so deep, so intense that it set flames on his skin, "Forgive me." He whispered, his voice was so light, that it felt that the wind would blow the words away.
The moment his lips met Ravi, all the tension, and all the electricity that saturated the air flowed into his body. Kissing was a physical sensation, a press of the lip but this was so much more, it was as if his soul shuddered when he met those impossibly soft lips and a breathlessness flooded him, so strong that his head felt dizzy.
He kissed him softly, softly tickling at the spot where his lips were joined, his tongue tracing his mouth, like a painter with a brush.
The kiss had initially been gentle but all too fast, Arlen grew ravenous. He pulled Ravi’s hips flush against his and sank into the taste of him. Their mouths clashed in a frenzy of lips, of tongues, and of teeth and he drowned in the delirious bliss that coursed through him. Even his dream last night could not compare to this, nothing could compare to this.
Ravi.
He should stop. He did not have an excuse prepared and he did not know how Ravi could react. After this kiss, nothing about their relationship would remain the same but Arlen, Arlen could not bring himself to think about that right now. He could not let go of Ravi even if the world was on fire right now.
He tightened his grip on Ravi and kissed him harder, needing him more than the oxygen he needed to breathe. His scent was driving him insane and he could feel that his propriety was non-existent as he lost himself in those red-tinted lips and the hot mouth that was willingly clashing with his.
He panted and pulled away for a second but seeing those glassy, hazel eyes watching him with something he could not quite tell, those hands weaving around his hair, Arlen dove back in with even more fervor , dragging his tongue along Ravi in desperately like the world might end if they are apart for one second.
Ravi met his every movement, their mouths crashing together as their tongues glid in harmony, he felt the tight grip on his hair, moving down to his back and Arlen sank into the headiness of it, in the absolute thrill of each brush of Ravi’s fingers on his back.