CHAPTER 32
LANCE DIDN'T know who pulled away first, but the two of them ended up catching their breath. Lance failed to play his 'horrified' act. Samael was holding his waist on a death grip, spouting words that he normally thought offensive.
"You done blaming my mouth?" His rasped voice didn't make him feel embarrassed. "It was not like I pulled you to my lips, right? You were the one who shove your tongue right in, Samael."
"You didn't fight me." Samael laid his head on his shoulder and sniffed. "Should have punched me or something."
"I chose 'or something'." Lance bit his lips and faced left. "You... I can't move the moment you kissed me."
The guy hissed. "Stop saying that word."
"What?" Lance smiled. "It disgusts you?"