He was spiraling, I could see that now, lost in his own tumultuous thoughts, just as I had been when I had been frustrated I couldn’t find a cure. Like I had needed then, he needed a distraction now.
A reset. Something to clear his mind so it could start thinking again more logically.
The only thing I could think to do in this moment, as he had done for me, was kiss him.
So I grabbed him by the front of his lapels, dragged him closer to me and kissed him square on the mouth.
He startled at first, then froze. But quickly, his body started to react. His arms went around me. His lips melded to mine. This time, when he gasped, I licked my way into his mouth, and he eagerly replied.
In our passion, he turned and pressed me against the wall, taking back control with his body and his tongue,
