Henry Hartwell was no slouch himself. He casually raised his DSLR camera and snapped a photo to commemorate the couple's shameless PDA.
"SNAP..." The sound of the shutter rang out. The Great Demon King Quincy, lost in a deep kiss, didn't react at all, but it caught Claire Sinclair's attention.
Claire Sinclair shot a sideways glance at the camera lens. She was about to say something, but just as she opened her mouth, he slipped his tongue inside.
'I can't... This is suffocating...'
Claire Sinclair looked pleadingly at the handsome face just inches from hers, her eyes begging for release.
How could Adrian Quincy bear to see such a look in her eyes? As reluctant as he was, he released her. But before pulling away, he couldn't resist greedily licking the sweetness from her lips.
