Rook supposed he should have stopped there and kept the kiss simple. A meeting of lips—ones that were even softer to kiss than they had been to touch—but oh that sound Ash made when he kissed him. And now that he was here, Rook wanted to know more of what the Toreador tasted like. He couldn't help but run his tongue over Ash's lips, tasting, getting him to open up to him.
His other hand slid to Ash's back, pulling the rest of him closer to him as he deepened the kiss. The taste of that kiss was a heady thing and without a need to breathe, Rook was able to slowly explore Ash's mouth.