[Lup latches on to him, hands grabbing his face, lips pressing against his in a crushing, intense kiss, and Barry is just gone.
He’s only vaguely aware that they’ve completely stopped dancing. His hands, made bold and possessive by the longing and the alcohol, pull Lup as close as she’ll get, bent over him as they kiss. God, how he’s dreamt about this. How he’s fantasized about feeling her lips on his again, her gorgeous body pressed so close, feeling her heart pounding in tandem with his. The taste of her is intoxicating, making his head spin - though that might be because he’s forgetting to breathe.
All he cares about is her. Breathing her, feeling her, touching her, one trembling hand tangling in her short hair while the other reaches past her hips to fondle her ass. Their tongues meet between their lips in rushed, heated, messy slides. Barry’s moaning into the kiss, his glasses crooked, his knees weak. This is so public.
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He’s only vaguely aware that they’ve completely stopped dancing. His hands, made bold and possessive by the longing and the alcohol, pull Lup as close as she’ll get, bent over him as they kiss. God, how he’s dreamt about this. How he’s fantasized about feeling her lips on his again, her gorgeous body pressed so close, feeling her heart pounding in tandem with his. The taste of her is intoxicating, making his head spin - though that might be because he’s forgetting to breathe.
All he cares about is her. Breathing her, feeling her, touching her, one trembling hand tangling in her short hair while the other reaches past her hips to fondle her ass. Their tongues meet between their lips in rushed, heated, messy slides. Barry’s moaning into the kiss, his glasses crooked, his knees weak. This is so public.
He doesn’t care. He just. wants. her.]