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Chance couldnât help but laugh at the otherâs reaction, not pulling away from the hand still on his neck. Heâd forgotten what physical touch felt like, and he wasnât hating it. Which made him feel a little guilty, if he was being honest with himself, but he figured he had plenty of time to feel guilty about it later.  âThatâs good to hear,â he said after a moment, smiling at Teddy.  âIâve had a lot of practice. It also definitely helps when the individual Iâm kissing is attractive as fuck,â it wasnât a lie, but he probably wouldnât have had the courage to say as much if he hadnât had a couple of drinks himself.  âIâm pretty talented at other things, too, but Iâll need another drink or two to be able to show you.â
cheeks tint pink as she suddenly aware of the obtrusive hand, he allows it to drop but it doesnât get much further than hanging loosely on chanceâs shoulder. blue orbs scan the youngerâs for any sign that teddy may be overstepping. a smirk preyed onto his lips as he gave a raise of his brows, tilting his head, âoh, youâve had a lot of practice, hmm? so are you a kissing professional then? some sort of expert?â he teased and yeah, he was flirting, sue him. his grin widened at the compliment, âyou think iâm attractive? wow. okay secret time...i think my friends only picked you because i said i thought you were cute when i saw you earlier so...sorry for putting you in this situation.â tongue darted out to wet his lips, dropping his hand finally but not before harmlessly trailing down chanceâs chest for a moment before falling to his side, âokay, talented boy. letâs get drinks and i think maybe i should be showing you just how talented I can be...you know...just as a way of saying thanks.âÂ














