Every time they kissed, they had always tried to gain the upper hand, and sometimes, if they were being generous or they felt like it, they would let the other control the kiss.
This time, Devion was thoroughly defeated and had to open his mouth to let Khal's tongue devour the inside of his mouth. Their tongues entangle messily, saliva trailing around their lips.
Devion had to admit that Khal appeared hungrier for some reason; he quickly dominated the kiss and did not let Devion gain an advantage.
Khal's hands lingered on Devion's back and then rested at his waist, and Devion leaned so their chests touched. Occasionally, they withdrew, but only to breathe before kissing once more.
Devion's hands wrapped around Khal's nape, and he was quickly lifted by the waist and placed in Khal's lap. Khal's hands trailed on his back and sometimes touched his ass and pinched it.
To retaliate, Devion gripped his hair tightly. Khal smiled at that during the kiss, but did not stop.
