[ YOU STARTED THIS WITH BOOKMAN FEELINGS PUNKASS soots YOU!!!
sometimes, you decide to make out with someone that you find absolutely, intellectually fascinating? lavi is full of secrets and history, and kon would like to know more - about him and what makes him tick. what's being hidden. my crime is that of curiosity, after all. but, sometimes, you also make out with someone that is the same height as you.
so it does make it a little funny, when lavi gets up and crowds his space more directly. an amused smile spreads across his mouth briefly in the kiss, but his other hand comes up to help support him. it's not a hard thing to control, especially as he settles on his waist and pulls him in closer.
if his fingertips are under the hem of his shirt, don't worry about it.
yoru continues to entertain himself, completely unaware that it's gone quiet with the two nerds. ]
Also, kissing is so strange? Like, he should care more about being good at it, the perfectionist in him always wanting to excel, and yet, he doesn't. He doesn't care about the right angle or the amount of pressure or whether or not he's supposed to nip at Kon's bottom lip with his teeth. He is just fully engaged in the moment, letting himself enjoy this closeness to this person who matters so much to him.
like the hand on his back! he enjoys that! a lot! enough to pull back a little, as curious to see how Kon looks after being kissed as he is at continuing to kiss him,]
I'd say something about hands to yourself, but...
[he's straddling kon, the moment of mock-pearl clutching is over. he still laughs though,]
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sometimes, you decide to make out with someone that you find absolutely, intellectually fascinating? lavi is full of secrets and history, and kon would like to know more - about him and what makes him tick. what's being hidden. my crime is that of curiosity, after all. but, sometimes, you also make out with someone that is the same height as you.
so it does make it a little funny, when lavi gets up and crowds his space more directly. an amused smile spreads across his mouth briefly in the kiss, but his other hand comes up to help support him. it's not a hard thing to control, especially as he settles on his waist and pulls him in closer.
if his fingertips are under the hem of his shirt, don't worry about it.
yoru continues to entertain himself, completely unaware that it's gone quiet with the two nerds. ]
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Also, kissing is so strange? Like, he should care more about being good at it, the perfectionist in him always wanting to excel, and yet, he doesn't. He doesn't care about the right angle or the amount of pressure or whether or not he's supposed to nip at Kon's bottom lip with his teeth. He is just fully engaged in the moment, letting himself enjoy this closeness to this person who matters so much to him.
like the hand on his back! he enjoys that! a lot! enough to pull back a little, as curious to see how Kon looks after being kissed as he is at continuing to kiss him,]
I'd say something about hands to yourself, but...
[he's straddling kon, the moment of mock-pearl clutching is over. he still laughs though,]