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The tension that had been building between them during the tour had reached its peak. They couldn't resist each other any longer.
The boiling point. The desire. Heated glances. They had to find a release.
Even though the night was one of elegance, they were fighting a battle behind closed curtains. As the ceremony and the sorties of short interviews continued, Liv excused herself and slipped away into a dark corner in the venue. She knew damn well Tom wasn't able to resist following her.
As he watched her exit, his fingers impatiently tapped against the glass of liquor in his hand. He just couldn't take it anymore. Not with how Liv acted tonight. Not with what she did to him on stage. He also excused himself from an interview and made his way towards the direction Liv had gone. There she was.
Just before his lips could meet hers he was interrupted. "Tom we need you for a few questions"a journalist practically forced the mic into him.
Liv's frustration grew as she watched him getting practically dragged a few feet away.
She leaned against a velvet curtain and her breath was heavy with desire as she replayed Tom promising to return as soon as he could.
Minutes felt like hours until he finally rejoined her. Their eyes instantly locked and the hunger in them spoke louder than any words could ever. Before their lips could touch, a fellow musician approached, wanting to discuss a collaboration. Tom gritted his teeth but he exchanged polite words with the musician in front of him all while glancing at liv as if pleading to leave.
They tried to escape once more. This time, heading to a darkened balcony overlooking the city lights.
Finally the moment had come. Tom rushed back to Liv. He pulled her close against him, their hearts racing as their lips finally met in a hungry passionate kiss. Kisses trailed down each others jawline, necks, collarbones and then straight back to each others lips.
However, just as their tongues danced, a photographer stumbled upon them, camera ready. "I absolutely need a shot of the two of you!"
They pulled away from each other hastily before a picture could be snapped. Their cheeks were flushed as they posed with each other. The photographer snapped a few pictures and the teens explained they were just taking a quick breather from the ceremony.
With each interruption the tension between them grew. In a daring move, Tom pulled Liv into the public men's bathroom. The Adler mine made their hearts race. The blue lit bathroom was far from romantic, but it was the only place they could find themselves away from the prying eyes.
As they pressed their lips together, the outside world disappeared. The taste of each other and the feeling of each others skin to skin was addicting and intoxicating and they lost themselves in the moment.
