His lips were searing hot against mine, devouring me and exploring the softness of my lips desperately as if he was hiding a whole lot of emotions behind and struggling to vent and venting it all in the kiss.
His grip on my hair was firm, controlling my movement and tilting it to the side to get more access. his other hand on the small of my back is pulling me impossibly close while pressing his huge body on me, sandwiching me to the wall.
His sharp teeth gazed at my lips, ordering me to open up and I did, letting him kiss me before, planting a hand on his chest to push him off and I can't help but fear doing it.
I swallowed hard, before "What happened?!" I asked, holding his face in my hands. Worry and concerned about something filling me.
His eyes widened but His attention was not
