[ if he actually stopped to think about this he might actually be pretty incredulous at himself for managing this, for even being this bold because seriously, this is his bro—maybe not the same Bro that he grew up with, but details. there is just something fundamentally wrong about how good it feels to pull his hair, claim his mouth, slide over and press against him, blood pounding hot under the surface and the sensation of skin-on-skin contact sending little shockwaves of pleasure down his spine that pool between his legs.
fuck. he tries to keep the kiss from getting sloppy and wet but it almost seems like the second he parts his lips he can't do anything but slobber and he has to draw back for a second to catch his breath before he tries again, murmuring quietly against the older Strider's mouth. ]
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fuck. he tries to keep the kiss from getting sloppy and wet but it almost seems like the second he parts his lips he can't do anything but slobber and he has to draw back for a second to catch his breath before he tries again, murmuring quietly against the older Strider's mouth. ]