Juta feels weird. Even when he closes his eyes, his body is still aware of how wrong the kiss is from Ruto.
Juta tries to turn his head in the other direction, but Ruto grasps his jaw firmly, using Juta's low, anguished gasp to invade his mouth, tentatively at first, evoking a whimper from Juta.
Then Juta begins to sob earnestly, the softness of the lips corrupting him feels even worse than getting beaten up by Ruto.
'It's only a kiss, does he detest me this much? But I've only cared about you?' Ruto breaks the kiss to look at Juta, his brow drawing deeply into a frown. And then, he shrugs as he thinks, since Jura already hates him, it makes no difference what he does now.
Then, my dear mortal, you must hate me even more!
With these violent thoughts, Ruto's tongue slips into Juta's lips, which he forcefully pries open, and this time, it's no longer gentle. He explores Juta's mouth, desperate to sate the hunger that has waited for far too long.
