Marco felt Jonas’ lips were sweet, yet, bitter at the same time, especially with the way they fitted with his so well, it felt almost like they were both made to slot together. The kiss started out soft – Jonas had just simply placed his lips on top of Marco's. He was being gentle, as if he was testing the waters to see if he could walk on it. Marco knew that if he were to pull away, so would Jonas. But he didn’t pull away, instead he deepened the kiss, taking the hint Jonas threw Marco's arms around his neck, stretching up to get closer to him, then Jonas scrunched down slightly so they could get even closer.
Jonas' hands tightened their grip on Marco's hips, his fingers deepening their pressure to stimulate hims some more, it worked because after then, Marco pressed his lips hard again
