The weight of Ivan pressing down on Axel was exactly what Axel had been craving, and every inch of him melted into it immediately. His chest collided with Ivan's.
Their lips found each other again, Ivan's lips sliding over his, teeth barely brushing, tongues slipping in with a desperate urgency that made Axel's head spin.
Axel could feel Ivan's tongue pressing against his, tasting him fully, and the sensation made his body shiver with a longing he had fought to hide. Every small movement was a spark that ignited another, a chain reaction of heat that traveled down through him.
His hands dug into Ivan's shoulders, gripping, needing the weight of him to stay pressed close.
Ivan's lips drifted from Axel's mouth to his neck, soft and unrelenting. Axel's breath caught, a sharp intake that shivered through him, as Ivan kissed, nipped, and licked the warm skin.
