I want the K
1- Hot, steamy kiss
Seth had cracked. He had given up fighting. He was so fucking fed up of constantly being worried about the future. He was done with caring about the fact that the past haunted him and he just wanted to find pleasure in the present. So he pushes Nick up against the wall and swallows anything he might’ve been about to say.
Lips press over Nick’s, pushing him harder against the surface with his chest. Fingers squeeze against Nick’s hips as the kiss is deepened, craving dripping off of his tongue for the other to taste. Hands push up the demon’s clothing to feel his bare waist and he wishes he could read Nick’s mind--- what are you thinking, Nick? Is this as freeing for you as it is for Seth?












