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Post by . n i k k i . on Mar 21, 2013 19:09:51 GMT -5
Gabe was stronger than Patch. It was a fact that the smaller boy didn't like to admit, but when Gabe shifted him into his lap, he wasn't complaining. Not one bit. The body heat that radiated from Gabe was intoxicating to Patch. It fueled him, spurred him on to keep going. Maybe he was going to regret all this when it was over, but at that exact moment, he didn't give a fuck. Well, at least not until Gabe had answered the question about his hair. With a long, drawn out sigh, Patch pulled himself slowly away from the other. "That's a shame. I was going to maybe touch your penis, but not now that you've called my hair stupid."
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Post by • j e s s e on Mar 21, 2013 19:18:33 GMT -5
Gabe really should have been prepared for something like this. Not the warm body on warm body giving him heat and pressure in all the places he'd longed for, no, the stupid remark Patch made and he way he pulled back. That was textbook for the other boy and Gabe should have seen it coming miles away but he was distracted by the finer things, causing him to groan in complaint when his friend pulled away. He had to think quickly if he was going to get his way in this (and even though Gabe wouldn't say it out loud he would have been more than happy if no penis touching occurred at all so long as Patch stayed put and allowed himself to be kissed over and over). "Where are you going?" his voice was quiet as he pulled Patch in again, one hand moving to pass fingers through his friend's locks. "You didn't ask me how I like it. It's better pushed back out of your face. And when you get a little sweaty and the front pieces by your ears curl. When you forget to brush it, even though that's very rare... mmm."
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Post by . n i k k i . on Mar 21, 2013 19:36:27 GMT -5
Patch came back willingly as Gabe pulled him back in. He hadn't actually been prepared to end the interaction, and was counting on the fact that the other wasn't willing to end it either. Though, he should have guessed that Gabe wouldn't just willingly take back the stupid comment, and continue with the kissing. No, it was just like Gabe to talk around it. Was it too much to ask for just a simple compliment? Swallowing back a whimper, Patch reveled in the feel of Gabe's fingers in his hair. He liked that. A lot. "Yeah?" He managed to get out coherently, through his increasingly hazy mind. "Maybe I'll loose my hair brush for a while.."
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Post by • j e s s e on Mar 21, 2013 19:57:22 GMT -5
"Yeah, you should." Gabe grinned, enjoying the way the other responded to him. This was much more preferable than getting yelled at about how Patch wasn't gay and he needed to stop. His dark skin was a stark contrast against Patch's light hair and he reveled briefly in the way it looked together before letting his gaze snap back to the other. He was wasting time. Any minute now Patch could realize that he didn't really want this to continue and it would become a screaming match. If Gabe wanted to kiss the other again he'd have to do it now or it may never happen. Closing the space again, lips found the corner of the other's mouth. The kiss was soft, careful, testing the waters. He wanted the other to want it just as much and despite the fact that he didn't want the other to pull away he was leaving that option wide open. Why couldn't Patch just admit that this was good?
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Post by . n i k k i . on Mar 21, 2013 21:51:12 GMT -5
It was good. That was the whole problem. If it wasn't so damned... amazing, Patch wouldn't be so scared out of his mind about it. If kissing Gabe was just like kissing a relative or someone unattractive it wouldn't matter so much. Maybe he'd even throw Gabe a bone (metaphorical) every once in a while. Problem was, kissing Gabe wasn't boring. Kissing Gabe stirred things in his stomach (and in his pants), and when it stopped it felt like a vice around his heart. Hand snaking up to he back of Gabe's neck, Patch brought him in closer, kissing his lips fully. However his ego was an ever hungry beast. Lips pulling back a little, lingering on Gabe's bottom lip, Patch whispered. "What else do you like about me?"
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