Not caring for the aftertaste of blood in Cord’s mouth, we lip-locked as if it was a mandatory thing to do, which in our case was. It had been a long grueling two days. A painful time away that made our longing grow and mature. I felt empty during those days, never had Matteo made me complete, but being with Cord now meant that I am and more.
I don’t even fucking care if Matteo was looking for me at this very moment.