Warm night

Bisma was not satisfied with just a soft sip like this, he pressed Herlyn's nape and deepened the kiss.

 If they weren't in a sitting position then Herlyn would have fallen limp now.

 The kiss slowly slipped away, but not long because Bisma was kissing Herlyn even more deeply now, he bit her slowly and took a sip. Herlyn's open lips made him want to stick his tongue into Herlyn's mouth when Herlyn's tongue brushed against him. Bisma linked it, they pulled each other and did not want to let go of each other, tasted the sweetness of their saliva that was exchanged.

 Their breaths were ragged, their bodies churning hot. Bisma bit his lower lip because he still wasn't quite satisfied sipping Herlyn's lips but Herlyn seemed to have run out of breath now.

 "Sorry... I..." Bisma became embarrassed now because he started kissing Herlyn first. Something he had never imagined before.