Hope for Better Days

Primo feels a shift in his side and begrudgingly wraps his arms around Aiden, preventing the latter from getting out of his arms.

Aiden grumbles at Primo and tries to bite his arm off, making Primo chuckles at the attempt by the shorter male. 

"Are you trying to bite me, kitten?"

The nickname is too lusty for Aiden's taste, making him blush profusely and hides under the covers. Primo could only chuckles as he tries to tickle Aiden like there is not tomorrow. 

Aiden turns to Primo's direction and gives him a sweet kiss. Primo leans towards Aiden, heart racing as he presses his lips on him. Cupping his lover's face, pulling him closer to his direction.

There is no biting, no lips smacking, no vigor, no hunger, nothing. 

The scent of sandalwood and coffee emit through the air as Aiden gasps for more air. Primo opens his eyes to see Aiden closing his, softly grazing over his lips as he savors its taste and feeling every scent of him.