PDA Level 2 - Kiss

Sweat and dirt clung to every inch of Lawrence’s body. The same body that ached with fatigue from a battle barely won. His legs felt weak and his back tight. Luckily he wasn’t actually injured though, his runes had protected him well.

Strewn around him were broken weapons, feathers, ichor and chunks of scaled flesh. The remnants of the council’s fight with a group of demons that had been prowling for humans to feed from.

From where she was tearing off the bottom of her ruined skirt, Lily gave him a weak and grateful smile. He nodded in agreement, he too was glad to be alive, and ran his fingers lightly through his hair, taking a moment to breath and relax. You couldn’t beat the feeling of winning a battle and knowing you were a day closer to making it to your thirties.

He opened his eyes again with a groaning sigh and scanned the other demon hunters who were scurrying about playing clean-up and patch-up. It only took a few moments for him to lock onto his beautiful blond boyfriend. His face was mud-streaked and his leather clothing was slightly torn at the forearm and knee. Thankfully, Lawrence could see no blood leaking from him, so he let his fears dissipate.

Theo noticed him staring and strode over speedily, grabbed Lawrence by the jacket and shoved a kiss to his lips that almost took his already flimsy legs out from under him. It was hot and desperate and filled with the fire of the fight. Theo was all Lawrence knew of in those moments. The lips pulling and pushing at his were so forceful it made his thighs quake. The scattered demon hunters around them, possibly watching their exchange of saliva, only added to Lawrence’s flushed face.

Theo’s hands loosened on his jacket but did not let him go. His mouth pulled back with an exaggerated ‘smack’ sound like the bubble of arousal surrounding them popping. The haze still had hold of Lawrence for a few seconds as he blinked up at his boyfriend and panted through his now wet and slightly open mouth.

“You look so hot when you’re dazed,” Theo growled. That snapped Lawrence back into reality. To the battleground around them, and the eyes that would no doubt have noticed their inappropriate behaviour.

Lawrence frowned. “Theo,” he mumbled.

“What?” Theo answered innocently, a smirk tugging at the left corner of his mouth.

“There are a lot of important people here,” Lawrence hissed, glancing around skittishly at the council officials who were documenting the scene and discussing new protocols to be put in place to protect the humans living in the adjacent neighbourhoods.

“You’re important.”

Lawrence huffed awkwardly. “Shut up,” he mumbled.

“Make me.”

Lawrence felt his blush before he saw it reflected back to him in glass window of the clothing boutique beside them. He quickly averted his eyes from his own pink face and pulled his hood up in a weak attempt to hide how turned on those two words made him when they came from Theo’s sexy mouth.

Theo laughed, laid-back amongst chaos as always, slapped Lawrence’s ass, and ducked away with his hands in his pockets to report to a stern-faced man who seemed to be directing those around him like a member of air traffic control.