Lane ran his hands through Damien's hair, losing himself in the kiss. It's been only a day since he had a chance to do it, and yet, he felt as if he had been missing it - and the man - for forever…
That's why attachments were dangerous.
He didn't feel like dwelling on it though, and instead, wrapped his arms around his boyfriend, and lifted him up without interrupting the kiss. Lane's current body was taller, and it was just a bit weird, lowering his head to claim Damien's lips!
"Mmh… Wait, Xavier." It took a good few minutes, but Damien eventually snapped out of it, and pushed Lane away. "Are you drunk?"
"Just a tiiiny little bit… And, it's Oscar now," Lane reminded, his eyes curved into crescents. "You should get used to it, or else people will give us weird looks if you call me 'Xavier' in public…"
