- /Lukas POV/
- Talia went pliant the moment I licked into her mouth, urging her to step closer. It did not matter that we were standing in a room full of hells elites. The moment my eyes fell on her, that's all I wanted to do. Kiss her senseless. I was so lost in moving my lips against her that it didn't register; she was gripping the lapels of my coat.
- The kiss was slick and urgent, as we both were putting all our passion and longing. It was filled with shiny quivering lips and little whimpers that spilt from our lips despite our best efforts to stay concealed.