[a faint huff of irritation escapes from Vincent's briefly freed mouth, clearly in reaction to being laughed at for (from what he could see) no discernible reason. the insecure part of him that spent most of its life buried in the furthest corners of his mind couldn't help but link it to his romantic inexperience, but it's a flutter of worry that he pushes away violently.
there doesn't seem to be anything worth worrying about in reality, not with the way Kit comes crashing back into him. he very nearly rolls over onto his back, but rises to the challenge in the nick of time and pushes against the kiss with equal vigor. he may have never been with anyone before, but there was no way he was going to allow that to make him an unequal partner. he certainly wasn't going to end up on his back first.
that vow is tested almost immediately as the scrape of the other boy's teeth over his flesh leaves Vincent feeling equal parts weak and electrified. he seeks out revenge, pressing in close to try and capture Kit's own tongue; while he doesn't intend to do any real damage, he feels that drawing just a little prick of blood might be an apt punishment.]
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there doesn't seem to be anything worth worrying about in reality, not with the way Kit comes crashing back into him. he very nearly rolls over onto his back, but rises to the challenge in the nick of time and pushes against the kiss with equal vigor. he may have never been with anyone before, but there was no way he was going to allow that to make him an unequal partner. he certainly wasn't going to end up on his back first.
that vow is tested almost immediately as the scrape of the other boy's teeth over his flesh leaves Vincent feeling equal parts weak and electrified. he seeks out revenge, pressing in close to try and capture Kit's own tongue; while he doesn't intend to do any real damage, he feels that drawing just a little prick of blood might be an apt punishment.]