Sebastian called on the gods he knew for strength as his lips molded on Green's warm ones. His heart was racing, and his wolf was going wild.
It was a slow kiss, no tongue involved.
He couldn't believe he was kissing the cold, stoic girl who always pissed him off, so he was taking his time to get her to relax.
He wanted to ravish her, but he didn't want to scare her away, he knew it already took great effort to hold her in his arms.
Green's hands were placed on his chest, an unconscious barrier, but her lips did move.
Slowly but surely, her lips danced to Sebastian's tone; her eyes closed as thoughts of what Sebastian wanted to do to her seeped into her mind, playing with different images that got her panting and sweating.
Her hands on his chest gripped his shirt tightly, her lips suddenly parting to let him in.
Sebastian's hand pulled her closer as his tongue slid into her parted mouth, his body gently shaking as he drew in a shaky breath through his nostrils.
