The surprised truant practically melted into the kiss.
With the distance between them gone, Xavier's fingers slid into the soft hair at the back of Luca's head while his other hand settled at the small of his wife's back, drawing him flush against his chest.
Their bodies pressed together, Luca's warmth meeting Xavier's natural chill, the contrast rising between them like steam.
"Hnnn…"
As if he'd been deprived, the Prince's lips were tender yet somewhat desperate, his tongue coaxing Luca's into a mesmerizing rhythm that left them both breathless.
As the kiss deepened, Xavier guided him backward until Luca's back met the closed door. Even then, he remained careful, keeping a hand behind his wife's head to shield himself from the hard door as he held him there, close and unyielding.
Safe to say, the easily startled critter had been surprised upon being gathered by those familiar and comforting arms, but the moment their lips met, he softened completely.
