Chapter 172

Jareth crushed his lips onto Celestia' with a fury, as if he needed the kiss to burn off the fire still raging inside him. He tasted anger, pure and sharp, on his own tongue. When Celestia finally snapped out of her shock and pushed at him weakly, trying to break free, it only pissed him off more. He wrapped his arms around her tighter, practically crushing her into his chest on purpose. Below them, cheers and applause broke out from the guests, cameras clicking in a frenzy like it was some movie scene. Celestia was a mess. His kiss was too aggressive, and the way he held the back of her head felt like he was trying to fuse her to him. And worse - they were in front of everyone. With so many eyes glued to them, reporters included, and the sound of shutters constantly snapping, she didn't even have room to breathe, let alone shove him away. All she could do was bear it while he kissed her hard. Only when his teeth scraped her lip harshly enough to draw blood - metal tang in her mouth -