[The kissing part is—gayer than the actual sex, right? Isn't that how it works? It's not like Leon hasn't done a bit of internet exploration on the topic before . . . especially in the last couple months, to be honest. But he'd just gone ahead and done it, just now. Does that make him—?!
God. Shit. He can't get all caught up thinking about that right now. Even he knows how fucking stupid that is. Whatever this mutual arrangement is, it's probably going to involve two dudes having orgasms in each other's general direction, and the whole point is to find out if that's even a thing he's into!
He'd already known he was into the making out. They figured that out at prom, huh?
Leon catches the frown on Togami's face before he leans in again, and is about to question that—he doesn't have enough time to decide if he's amused or offended—but then, hey, it's happening again, and he's taken aback enough for a brief moment to moan his surprise against Togami's lips.
Really . . . it sounds pretty good. It feels good, too, moaning against someone's mouth. This is a thing his body knows how to do, so why not just do it? He returns the kiss without question, after only a brief pause, moving even closer on the couch and letting his fingers wind up into the ends of Togami's hair now that they're finally . . . it. This. Finally that.]
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God. Shit. He can't get all caught up thinking about that right now. Even he knows how fucking stupid that is. Whatever this mutual arrangement is, it's probably going to involve two dudes having orgasms in each other's general direction, and the whole point is to find out if that's even a thing he's into!
He'd already known he was into the making out. They figured that out at prom, huh?
Leon catches the frown on Togami's face before he leans in again, and is about to question that—he doesn't have enough time to decide if he's amused or offended—but then, hey, it's happening again, and he's taken aback enough for a brief moment to moan his surprise against Togami's lips.
Really . . . it sounds pretty good. It feels good, too, moaning against someone's mouth. This is a thing his body knows how to do, so why not just do it? He returns the kiss without question, after only a brief pause, moving even closer on the couch and letting his fingers wind up into the ends of Togami's hair now that they're finally . . . it. This. Finally that.]