"You idiot," she said softly, irritation melting into concern the moment she saw his expression. The jealousy, the fear, the barely restrained anger. "I'm not going to leave you. Not for him. Not for anyone."
His eyes searched hers. "Really?"
"Yes." She sighed. "I only want his brain. That's it."
He blinked. "…His brain?"
"I'll explain," she said, pushing against his chest. "But first, get off me. I can't breathe."
"Okay." He got off her but before she could get up by herself, he was already lifting her up. He made her wrap her legs around his waist as he stood up from the floor.
Elena allowed herself to be carried. "Hm? What are you—"
She felt her back pressed against the wall.
His hot and wet mouth swallowed her next words, as he kissed her hungrily.
She moaned when his tongue stabbed inside her mouth, wildly sweeping everything, as if making sure that nobody else invaded it except for him. He sucked hard on her tongue and on her lips, making them swell a little.
