Now we were both breathing heavily and staring into each other's eyes.

“So don’t piss me off, Kira. And I can control myself.

They didn't look away. They couldn't get enough oxygen. And my hand was still pressed to his chest, and I felt the pulsation of his heart. So often, so loudly.

And then the attraction was gone. And we rushed to each other. Alex pressed me to him, eagerly pressing his lips. Capturing, crushing. I pulled him by the neck, forcing him to be closer, erasing the slightest boundaries. We choked on feelings. It wasn't a kiss, it was a thirst we were trying to quench.

His hands...