Feeling Ming's lips on his felt heaven. Only his touch was heaven.
Wayo wanted to record that moment in his memory. He absorbed his gaze as much as he could. He want more.
The cold invaded his mouth, when the eldest walked away.
-Do you still think I'm lying? -Ming asked, his eyes hopeful.
Wayo shook his head.
In a second, the major's fire engulfed him. It invaded his mouth, his hair, his waist. Until they became a single flame, that danced and fanned with each touch, each caress, each new and unexpected kiss.
Wayo couldn't believe what was happening.
An energy rose from his feet, exploded in his chest and propelled him violently towards Ming.
He held on as tightly as his short arms allowed, trying to melt into him.
Vibrating pure desire, voracious hunger ... need.
A strange sound brought him out of the spell.
He let go of his friend, already missing him.
Slowly, he breathed and returned to his senses.
What am I doing? -He wondered.
He turned around, to find Phana with a face of amusement he didn't expect to see.
- Am I interrupting something, guys?
Wayo was looking at Ming. Neither made sounds.
With a wave of his hand, he stopped them.
- They have nothing to explain.
A long time ago I realized that something was happening between you. And I had to help them a little, since they didn't find out. Don't thank me, or yes. With a good meal.
But first settle your matter, and remember you are on campus.
See you.
Phana walked away, leaving them there, more confused than they were.
Shyness hugged them, and put on a cloth of cold water in their recent fire.
After a few moments of awkward silence, Ming spoke.
- Do you want go somewhere more private place, to talk?
Wayo nodded affirmatively, and effusively, trying to hide the emotion (without success) at the proposal.