As soon as they returned to their room, Julian was pushed against the wall by Ethan and thoroughly kissed. The man's kiss was much more forceful than usual, carrying a devouring sensation.
For a brief moment, Julian even tasted a metallic tang in his mouth. The coppery, salty taste of blood made him frown slightly. It was unclear who was injured, nor whose teeth had crashed into whose lips, only that this kiss was growing increasingly fierce. And Julian himself was contributing to that wildness.
For some unknown reason, Julian seemed to sense that the man was terrified. The pounding heartbeat transmitted through the thin fabric to his chest, frantic and out of control. Obviously, he did not show anything outwardly, his facial expression remained unchanged, and the strength of the arms tightly holding Julian's waist was still incredibly powerful. Yet Julian could see a hint of hidden vulnerability and frailty within it.
