Twisted Attraction
His lips were slightly parted, his breaths uneven.
Raja swallowed hard. “Tales…” His voice was rough, strained, barely above a whisper.
Tales lifted his gaze and met his intense stare, and that was all it took.
Raja moved first, or maybe they moved at the same time. It didn’t matter. Their mouths crashed together in a desperate, clumsy kiss, full of anger, regret, and something deeper—something neither of them could name.
Tales’ hands gripped Raja’s shoulders, not pushing away, not pulling closer—just holding on. Raja’s fingers found their way into Tales’ hair, gripping tight like he was afraid to let go as he pull Tales' head for more.
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