Riven's breath hitched as Leon's lips pressed against his, warm and unexpected. At first, he hesitated, eyes widening in surprise, but the sensation ignited something deep within him. He did not expect the kiss, but he was not going to reject Leon.
Leon deepened the kiss, his hands finding their way to the base of Riven's back, feeling the fluffy tail on his hand, he smiled.
Leon pulled Riven, he wanted to feel the warmth of Riven's body and his scent. They were simply far too addictive.
Riven could feel the heat radiating from Leon, igniting a fire that spread through him.
As Riven responded, he tangled his fingers in Leon's hair, deepening the kiss, their breaths mingling. He played with Leon's long blond hair as he pushed his tongue in.
He responded eagerly, mirroring Riven's movements as their tongues intertwined, the taste of the food he prepared and the damned pickles he hated was dominant. But this time he did not hate it too much.
