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This one here happens to be one of my favourites. Please enjoy!

K is for Kiss

A sense of excitement fills Kai's being as he watches with eyes full of anticipation and lust as Miguel takes a step forward, his hands quickly and easily making their way to his waist, pulling him closer, making him fall against his chest as his knees suddenly giving way.

Miguel murmurs something, but Kai does not catch the words. The thundering in his heart continues to grow to such a beat that he is not able to hear a thing, but he knows he did say something as lips move, forming unknown words. His eyes fix themselves onto his lips for he suddenly does not possess the courage to look into his eyes. There is something in those depths that seem to devour him – and his own eyes, Kai fears, reveal the torment of his soul, the torment that is slowly fading because of this one moment.

The hand in his is hair is caressing him gently and imperceptivity tilting his face towards Miguel's, when that hand got there, he does not know, nor does he care very much at all. Kai feels his head go back and his lips part, quivering with anticipation. Then, for one breathless moment the whole world stands still.

"Kai."

Kai feels rather than hears Miguel say his name. Then he feels his heart literally skip a beat, the butterflies in his stomach to flutter more actively as, at last, Miguel's lips touches his, covering them warmly and sensually. It's just as Kai dreamed is his dream it to be – a blissful sensation that shoots down to his toes and sends his blood, like fiery rapids, exploding through his veins.

His arms circle Miguel's neck, his fingers caressing his hair before sliding his hands along his shoulders and arms, his fingers trailing over every hard muscle, his heart threaten to burst from the ferocity of his emotions.

And Miguel's hunger, as he kisses him, seems as powerful as his own. There is a passion in his lips and a fire in his caresses that fills his heart to overflowing. Miguel's desire for him is as real as his own.

As Miguel lips move against Kai's, burning, arousing, Miguel's hands sweep over the warm curves of Kai's body, sending tingling shivers down his spine and causing him to press himself closer to him, their bodies easily melding together as if they are made for only each other.

Pulling back, Kai slowly opens his eyes to find Miguel smiling warmly at him, a sense of playfulness in his eyes.

"Good morning," he greets as he steps away from Kai and sets about putting the coffee on. "Did you sleep well?"

"I did," Kai replies as he licks his lips that are still tingling with pleasure, the butterflies still fluttering in his stomach, even after 15 years of marriage.

No matter how long they've been together, Kai still finds himself impatient for Miguel's next kiss.