When Lucian's lips met Cass', Cass felt himself melt into the touch. His lips were soft, even as his facial hair brushed against Cass' face. Lucian, noticing that Cass wasn't protesting and in fact, melted into the kiss, chuckled.
He pulled Cass closer, kissing him deeper with soft lips that had Cass sighing. When Lucian got his tongue involved? Cass felt his toes curl, the book laying forgotten in his lap as he shifted, trying to get closer to the other man.
Cass' hands reached out to Lucian, his hands sliding up Lucian's arms until one of his hands was wrapped around the side of Lucian's neck, angling his head in a way that had Cass feeling weak and shivery.
Lucian continued to kiss Cass, his touch soft, sweet, making Cass feel like he was on fire as his body burned from the inside out. While Lucian was kissing him deeply, it wasn't forceful. It was like he was turning the temperature up slowly, bringing Cass' body to a fever pitch.
