It did feel strange to kiss this way, to feel Loren's tongue in his mouth and the way it moved with his. Strange in the sense that Kalynd had never really imagined doing this with another person, and in the abstract the thought of it seemed so disparate with the act of doing it. But Kalynd was a relatively quick study when he put his mind to something, and even if he wasn't sure how he felt about the sensation of kissing, he could at least let himself study the art of it with relative equanimity.
When he felt Loren's tongue retreating back, at first Kalynd wondered if he'd done something wrong. But the touch on his shoulder and the gentle pressure encouraged him to continue, so he hesitantly followed Loren's example and let his tongue follow. His fingers on Loren's bare shoulder moved across the other man's skin, entranced by how it felt to his touch.
When he felt Loren's tongue retreating back, at first Kalynd wondered if he'd done something wrong. But the touch on his shoulder and the gentle pressure encouraged him to continue, so he hesitantly followed Loren's example and let his tongue follow. His fingers on Loren's bare shoulder moved across the other man's skin, entranced by how it felt to his touch.
