Arvin rolled his eyes. âYeah, sure, I would never dare try to change your opinion on me.â There was a soft snort but he really was just trying to mask the warm feeling in his stomach that came with being complimented about not only his looks, in a away, but also his character. âI mean, there are way too cool pajama pants to wear. Like, yeah, if itâs too warm, I would go for boxershorts but I never thought it was necessary to sleep naked..â The mood was rather chill, even though with the slightly tense topic of Arvins exceptions of himself or his role in the group. It was when Arvin was just about to respond when that sly fox just kissed him. Yes, he lacked sexual experienced but he had his few share of kisses, which he always enjoyed. Making out was nice, distracting and though he never had mentioned the effects that kisses had on him, Hawk was obviously still abuse the power of it. Though he was surprised for a moment, Arvin quickly gathered himself and return it. If he had told himself one thing, it was to live a little because how Alec and Diego prove it.. life could be short, even if they were gods now. His one hand remained in Hawks hair while the other was moving to the side of the other males face, keeping him close just to get kissed a bit longer. His blue eyes were closed now, lips would move in a hesitant way at first, but with every moment their kiss lasted, the boy seemed to get more confident in the way he would kiss Hawk. This was a good distraction to all the doubts and the stress. He leaned up slightly, only to find himself hissing a tiny bit against the males kiss. This wasnât the best position, yet his lips were back on Hawks a moment later.
âGood.â He retorted a tad more smug than the situation called for. âOh like... This pair of silk pants I have... I mean, I have plenty of those, actually... Theyâre very comfortable to wear and because of the material theyâre made of, theyâre not that warm. Just very nice.â He wasnât against pajamas. But the feeling of silk sheets against naked skin was also way too good. Say whatever you want about him, but Hawk wasnât against using more persuasive methods to make sure heâs got his message across. This kiss wasnât hungry or desperate. But it was still full of intent as Hawk tangled his fingers among Arvinâs locks and shifted just enough so he was on top of the other male, hoping this new position wouldnât be uncomfortable for the God of Hunt. âShh... You have to lay down. Doctorâs orders, remember?â He teased and resumed the kiss, his hand roaming down Arvinâs side and pausing on top of his deer tattoo for a few moments, in a rather assertive way, pulling their bodies together and then his hand resumed moving downwards, cupping Arvinâs ass, curiously at first, squeezing and massaging before he wrapped both the maleâs legs around his waist. His hardening cock lodging against the maleâs ass buns, and content sighs escaping his lips at the proximity with the other and the way he fit in his embrace.