Len POV: Melting Into The Other's Heat

Every time our skin touched, a tinge of warmth seeped through with each brief contact and I felt a part of him amalgamating with me. And with each fervent whisper of my name rolling off of his tongue, the sensation of longing grew stronger.

Our lips touched again and again as I found myself lost in a deep pit where I was enveloped in a warmth that felt like a place I belonged. Each rasp of my breath was answered with a welcoming purr as he made me feel needed by answering to each of my worries with words of comfort while physically holding me tight.

As our eyes met, our lips followed along not too far apart. Our hands were barely off the other's body as I hugged him tight while he kisses my nape and pulls me tightly to his body.

"Len..." His voice which called my name sounded so tender and gentle, causing my heart to stir as it beats aloud likened to a drum.