When Ivan felt his cock aligned with Axel's entrance, he leaned forward and kissed him. Ivan's lips moved slow at first, coaxing, deepening, pulling Axel's focus away from what he was about to do.
The kiss tasted like heat and desperation, like the two of them had been starving for this moment far longer than they admitted. And only when Ivan felt Axel melt into the kiss- -did he press forward, pushing in just enough for the head to slip past the tight entrance.
Axel's reaction was immediate.
His whole body jolted, his head snapped back and the kiss broke with a sharp breath he couldn't hold in. His fingers clamped onto Ivan's shoulders, gripping hard, almost clawing.
The shock of that first intrusion rushed through him so suddenly that his thighs tensed around Ivan's waist.
