Eztli let out a soft breath, akin to a gentle chuckle; he tentatively stroked Neuvillette's cheek with his thumb. His other hand was resting on the Chief Justice's waist, holding him closely as they sat on the couch in the quiet and cold office.
They have been together for at least a year, and both of them were learning along the way; the feeling was... New, but it felt so right, so right to have him in his arms, so right to embrace him without any worry for prying eyes.
"I will be yours as well..." He breathed out; however, he didn't know what to do now. His body felt so hot, and he could swear a slight blush began spreading through his face. He looked down at Neuvillette, a small smile on his lips, almost asking him what they should do, asking to be guided.
He could see that Neuvillette was just as flustered and uncertain as well. Swallowing, he leaned in slightly towards Eztli, his voice low and husky when he spoke. "Come closer..."
Eztli's eyes slightly widened at the words, and he slowly leaned closer in response, then he remembered... he had seen humans kiss each other...
Was that the right thing to do..?
The Pyro Sovereign hadn't thought enough about it, as his nose already touched Neuvillette's and his eyes were half-lidded, looking down at the other dragon lovingly, so patient and gentle. Ready to do anything to please his newfound lover.
As their breaths mingled, Neuvillette's heart was a frenzy of fluttering beats, his pulse thudding in his ears.
His eyes flickered up to meet Eztli's, both of them half-lidded with desire. Neuvillette's lips parted slightly, and a soft breath escaped them, a wordless plea.
Their first kiss would be uncertain; they slowly press their lips against one another in a brief, almost clumsy kiss. Neither of them fully understands why their hearts are beating so quickly, why they feel like they'd faint in a second.
But the touch, the sweet, gentle but too short kiss, is not enough; they want more, they want to feel one another, to feel the raw and indescribable love they feel for one another
Eztli slowly and carefully cups Neuvillette's face, caressing his jawline with his thumbs, silently asking for permission.
Meanwhile, Neuvillette would shyly rest his hands on Eztli's shoulders, both pulling him closer and trying to keep himself up.
They stare at one another, almost like a whole conversation was happening between them; no words were needed to know after all.
Then they kiss once more, pouring all of their raw, heart-wrenching love into each other
