Two men at war

His lips were warm and soft. They parted slightly, allowing her tongue to slip inside. Their bodies pressed together heatedly against the wall, breathing heavily as their lips pressed together. Olivia could taste each other's shared breath and felt the thud of their combined heartbeat as they fumbled to take off one another’s clothes.

“Pedro,” Olivia moaned his name when he let her go, he was breathing heavily, showing her how much he missed her. He cupped her face and connected their foreheads.

“I missed you, I missed you, my sweetheart,” Pedro kept muttering while caressing her cheeks with the back of his hands. Olivia clung to him, fondling his clothes. She felt his warmth and took in his sweet scent, which numbed her senses.

“Say that again” Olivia whispered after a while, her head lifted to look at him and Pedro was back to his senses. He pulled her away from the party room to somewhere private. He missed her and just wanted to hold her.

“I missed you silly girl, is it difficult