Connected (1) (M)
Rise was not one to be submissive over intimate acts and let his Guild Leader completely lead him on. His hands then also began to wander around Kamille's body.
As they kissed, Rise's hand slid from Kamille's nape, trailing through his neck and back, feeling its broadness. Being caught in the sensation, he just wanted to feel all of Kamille.
All of him, craved for the other's touch.
Their lips then pulled apart, breathing heavily. The trail of saliva from each other's lips lingered. Rise's fiery gaze gleamed—more than a prey; he just appeared to be a predator as much as Kamille was.
He licked his lips and the saliva with it, eyes glinting in such an enticing way that Kamille's throat bobbed, swallowing the sweetness that was left in his mouth.
Rise's hand played around the hem of Kamille's clothes; the flushed cheeks were especially seductive. It took almost all of Kamille's self-control not to pounce at Rise right there and there.