A warm shudder worked down his spine, and Kija inhaled sharply as lips pressed soft kisses along his jaw. Breathless, he couldn't think clearly for a moment. The sensation curled his toes, eyes shutting against how it tickled as green hair brushed against his throat.
Kija could only reel. For a moment, he tried to find air after realizing he had unconsciously sucked in a breath and held. Jae-Ha had desired him. Not as a joke or to tease as he was prone to. If the other was being honest, he had genuinely wanted him. And the thought stunned Kija. It wasn't exactly new knowledge that the other dragon appreciated beauty in all forms. More than once he had admired Hak, and Kija understood. The other man was incredibly formidable and fit. But because of his clear attraction to women, he had never considered his playful jabs here and there as serious.
Suddenly the fingers upon his chest felt electric, as though the other's intentions somehow jumped over to him on some kind of current. Kija's pulse raced so quickly he could hear his heart between his ears, which only intensified when the knee between his legs gently rose as he drew nearer. He scrambled to try and figure out how to react and came up short. His clawed hand grasped hold of the other's upper arm, but he didn't pull him away.
"This-" The hand trapped within Jae-Ha's curled, and his voice started unsteadily when a gasp slipped past his lips. His head tilted back and he bit back a small noise that threatened to escape as hot breath trailed up his neck beneath the ear. He swallowed and then licked his lips before he started again. "This kind of a thing is a..." Why was it so difficult to speak? Every touch caused his voice to waver. "Isn't it a sin...?" He finally asked helplessly, wholly unused to any kind of intimate attention.