Axel stood frozen against the elevator wall, lips still tingling and heart hammering from the sudden, intense kiss Jayvaughn had planted on him. It had taken him a full few seconds just to process what was happening.
When his senses finally kicked in, Axel scrambled to push Jayvaughn away, palms pressing against the other's chest as he tried to twist his face away.
"Get off!" he mumbled through pressed lips, trying to ignore the heat surging through his body.
Jayvaughn didn't budge. If anything, his grip tightened, his lips insistent against Axel's closed mouth. Realizing he couldn't overpower him, Axel clamped his lips shut, silently swearing he'd never let that tongue in. If Jayvaughn couldn't breach his lips, he wouldn't breach his boundaries. But Jayvaughn was not one to be easily denied.
