Kiss Me if You Can

With a dull thud, his eyes flashed. Josh staggered back without even screaming. But it didn’t end there. Chase grabbed him by the collar and threw him onto the bed. As soon as his body bounced back from the fall, he climbed on top of Josh.

Chase’s neat face entered his fixed vision for a moment. His face, as beautiful as ever, yet expressionless. The next moment, Chase slapped his face again.

He was hit repeatedly and violently. He didn’t have time to wonder why he had to be hit. All that was left were the dull sounds of slapping his cheeks.

His body moved before he could judge the situation. Josh belatedly blocked the fist flying toward him again with his hand. Then, it was his turn to slap Chase’s cheek with his other hand. It was an instinctive sequence, and he did so.

No, I should have done that.

The moment he extended his fist, Chase’s face came into view. His face was pale, without any emotion. In that moment, Josh unfastened his fist and grabbed his collar, pulling him in.

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He felt Chase flinch with his whole body. He could taste blood between his lips. Even though his mouth was torn and sore, Josh didn’t hesitate and stuck his tongue out to take over his mouth.

He bit his lip, rubbed his tongue, and hurriedly forced his breath in. Chase, belatedly flustered, tried to get up, but Josh quickly grabbed his head instead of his collar, and he failed.

The kiss continued. The sound of their heavy breathing, their lips colliding, and their sucking each other’s things mixed together. Josh closed his eyes and freely stirred Chase’s mouth.

Have you ever tasted such sweet saliva?