Ethan was startled for a mere fraction of a second, but very quickly, he understood exactly what Julian needed. The man did not put up any resistance whatsoever. On the contrary, he reached up to firmly cradle the back of Julian's neck, voluntarily parting his lips and fully accommodating the younger man's relentless assault.
The kiss was far more forceful and frenzied than their usual intimacies. Their tongues tangled so intensely together that the only sound echoing in the quiet room was their heavy, suggestive panting. Julian's hands threaded into Ethan's hair as he rubbed his own burning body against the man's sculpted chest.
The man's body temperature, his scent, the sheer physical strength from the arm securely wrapped around Julian's waist... everything was undeniably real. This physical vessel knew how to feel pain, knew how to yearn, and knew exactly how to respond to the passionate stimulation from this man.
