“It started out with a kiss, how did it end up like this? It was only a kiss, it was only a kiss.” – ‘Mr. Brightside’ by ‘The Killers.’
Damian held my cheeks with his hand palms and leaned in nearing his face to mine. I was shocked. What was he doing? Did he like me? Or was it just the heat of the moment? Nonetheless I leaned into the kiss myself.
He pulled out, and I almost made a gasping sound.
“I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry..” Damian looked sad, “I di-“
I closed our distance once again to kiss him as a way to let him know I liked him back.
“I don’t mind,” I said softly, “Actually, I like it.”
I kisses him again, this kiss wasn’t short like the other ones. This one was longer and deeper. The lust in it was highly visible.
“What the fuck?”
In the door stood Tim, who was smiling, “No way the demon pulled that off.”
Damian lunged forward at him with a knife in hand, “Don’t you dare speak of this, Drake! I swear, I will decapitate you!”
Tim raised his hands in mock surrender, “Alright, alright, Gremlin. I won’t tell on you, I wanna see how it plays out!”
“TT.”
Sorry for the short chapter, it is kinda a part two.
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