Chapter 20: A Moment's Passion
Alphonse’s lips were soft against Jonathan’s, locked together in the kiss. Alphonse’s hands held him in place, and Jonathan was thankful for this, because he felt quite as if he was going to faint.
Slowly, Alphonse pulled away, still holding Jonathan close. Their bodies were pressed against each other by their embrace, Jonathan finding that his hands had come to rest around Alphonse’s waist.
Jonathan felt out of breath. His eyes were darting everywhere they could, gazing at the wall, the couch, Alphonse’s lips… He tried as hard as he could to look away from the vampire, but he kept coming back to those soft lips, Alphonse’s perfect, smooth face.
It was when he looked Alphonse in the eye that he finally came back to his sense. He lifted his hands and leaned back slightly, and Alphonse released him. Alphonse had had a mirthful look in his eyes that shocked Jonathan.