“Full package, please.”
Alexander’s breathing hitched. He gripped Christian’s hips harder. “Are you sure? You’ll never get rid of me.”
Christian’s hands moved to his neck and pulled him closer, until their foreheads touched again and their breaths mixed. “Maybe I don’t want to.”
And Alexander snapped and kissed him, pinning him to the door with his body, sucking and biting the plump lips with hunger that shook his entire body. God, finally.
Somewhere in the back of his mind, he remembered the kiss that started it all two months ago. Full circle. The same place, the same person, but the want he felt had changed into something more personal, something more intense.
Something scarier.
Fuck it.
Alexander cradled Christian’s face with his hands and kissed him harder, not caring.
If you look at him and think ‘this is mine,’ that’s it. Grab it if you can.
So he did.
The End