Eugene watched Irving intently. When Irving moved, he slipped his fingers through Irving's hair. In response to the kiss, his fingers only felt every strand's softness. His other hand then moved to hold Irving's chin… keeping it in place when he kissed the wolf back.
Unlike their few kisses, their lips stayed close longer. Their tongues had even slipped into each other's mouths, soon wrapping around.
Breathe. Irving could barely breathe from the heat and loss of air. However, he continued kissing Eugene the way he liked. Soon, he felt Eugene's hand trail from his head to his waist. He slightly pulled back and retracted his tongue, savoring the taste left on it. Then, he gently crossed the space between them, sitting on Eugene's lap.
"Can we do this now, Eugene?" Irving whispered before exchanging kisses with the other person. "I thought you weren't ready…"
