[Upon realizing what Vincent's fingers were doing, Kit couldn't help but laugh against his lips and pull him closer. It was such a silly and innocent gesture, but it was perfectly timed and seemed to do wonders for extinguishing his concerns.
Their lips met again, more firmly this time than the last and with almost enough force to push Vincent over onto his back.
He'd never told anyone else about keeping various handy tools tucked away in his hair, but something had compelled him to tell Vincent. Even now, without the effects of alcohol clouding his judgment, he wanted the other boy to know more about him. Maybe even know all of him. As terribly as they clashed with one another, it only seemed to make moments like this all the more inviting.
Something that was conveyed in the way his teeth teased the tip of Vincent's tongue and then his lower lip, sharp but playful and with considerably more courage than a moment ago.]
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Their lips met again, more firmly this time than the last and with almost enough force to push Vincent over onto his back.
He'd never told anyone else about keeping various handy tools tucked away in his hair, but something had compelled him to tell Vincent. Even now, without the effects of alcohol clouding his judgment, he wanted the other boy to know more about him. Maybe even know all of him. As terribly as they clashed with one another, it only seemed to make moments like this all the more inviting.
Something that was conveyed in the way his teeth teased the tip of Vincent's tongue and then his lower lip, sharp but playful and with considerably more courage than a moment ago.]