YuriKyran

His lips press hard against mine as he forces me back against the hall wall, the cold concrete sending shivers up my spine…shivers that pale in comparison to the shivers he's giving me. Pressing  in further, holding me neatly with his hips as his hands wander under my shirt, feeling over my contours, reading each groove with his finger tips. I give him a sly glance, smirking with a cheeky curl to my lips before I pull his back to mine; I knew he wanted it, as soon as I saw him I knew he would be mine. He's so delicious! His hand moves through my hair, holding the back of my head in place as his tongue explores mine…I can't help but wonder if