i want the k :|
Send me ‘I want the K’ and I’ll generate a number19: Forceful kiss
Oliver hasn’t kissed him in a couple of weeks. Percy no longer feels at liberty to ask for or even suggest that kind of contact, at this point. Unfortunately, the anxious thoughts and the anticipation of waiting quickly become too much for him. This is maddening.
When Oliver seats himself next to Percy so that they can begin to tackle the paperwork on the table, Percy freezes up. He remains that way for a good minute, but the moment he hears Oliver’s voice pipe up, trying to get his attention, Percy turns and grabs Oliver by the face to pull him within an inch of their mouths making contact. They sit tensely like that for a moment. Percy almost hesitates. But in the end, it doesn’t matter; he doesn’t quite stop himself before his lips crush needily against the other’s.