continued from here with @guttcr !!
the mutant wouldn’t normally let himself get intoxicated drinking with others, still too alert, too guarded, too aware of dangers and threats not entirely there to just let loose. but this night, he finds himself pleasantly buzzed out. still, it’s not enough for him to tune things out so he notices the way koda thumbs at his lips, the way his eyes are lidded, the strange tension hanging between them. oh? “ i’ve kissed a guy, sure. several guys even. ” he answers, full of mirth at the out-of-the-blue question. and then, oh. koda pulls back after a moment or two, too short for the peck to be anything more than that, a peck. their eyes lock and the fog seems to lift from seol’s mind out of surprise. he didn’t see that coming. neither look away and then, their lips are meeting again, this time so much more than just a peck.
their tongues dance, sliding and rubbing against each other and oh, this is so much more sinful than a peck. against his will, seol’s eyes slip close and without looking at koda, the action seems so much more wickedly familiar. seems like just anybody, seems like paid affection. there’s a grunt and seol’s eyes flutter open as heated lips leave his own. the mutant almost leans in to chase it. he blinks, once, twice and his sight finally focus enough to register that koda’s flushed, eyes wide, wide, wide. then the boy stands and goes to leave. oh. seol is off the couch in a second, hand latching onto the other’s wrist to stop him from leaving. “ it’s not good manners to start something and just leave it hanging you know? ” his smile is just a tinge wicked, wanting. “ what was that for, koda dear? ” seol steps closer, hand still wrapped around the other’s wrist, head tilted, projecting confusion.
