[wonton]
by trixie_chick
Exaltation
Their lips parted by a few millimeters, and his eyes didn't open until he could feel the heat from Isumi-san's breath. His fingers were tangled in Isumi-san's shirt, and he realized he was clinging so tightly, he might actually tear the fabric. If he did that, he'd see Isumi-san's chest.
He repressed the urge to laugh, and then he looked into Isumi-san's eyes, and all mirth evaporated inside that lovely darkness. His heart rate spiked and he felt heat spill all over him. He'd never felt like this before. Except... maybe...
"That was like playing Sai!" he breathlessly declared.
There was silence.
And then he heard what he just said!
Isumi-san started to crack up. Waya panicked. What the hell, what was he thinking!? "Did you just compare kissing me to playing... internet go? With the internet go boogeyman?" Isumi-san was laughing even harder.
Waya turned bright purple. Or maybe even black. He couldn't believe it! Only, it wasn't really fair to say Sai was a boogeyman. And also, playing him really had to be the best thing ever. And. He might actually be sputtering some of the things he was thinking out loud because Isumi-san was laughing even harder.
Shit.
Suddenly, Isumi-san pushed him down, and kissed him again. So hard, and so much deeper, hotter, wetter, it felt like the first kiss wasn't even a kiss at all. Not compared to this kiss.
"You are such a dork," Isumi-san said affectionately. He was hovering over Waya, and it was hot, and uncomfortable, and perfect. "I wonder if you ever stop thinking about go."
Waya didn't think he could possibly be more embarrassed. Well, sure, they could be making out in Morishita-sensei's parlor instead of in Waya's cramped apartment. But, wait, that would never happen anyway...
He put his hands on Isumi-san's waist, glad that he had fabric to hold onto, so Isumi-san wouldn't feel how clammy they were. "Wanna find out?" he asked, trying to sound sexy. Hopefully, he sounded sexy, and not just desperate. He felt desperate. He wasn't sure how much more he could take, though. He might explode any second.
Really, having your first kiss be with Isumi-san was just like playing Sai! He was sure of it!
Exaltation
Their lips parted by a few millimeters, and his eyes didn't open until he could feel the heat from Isumi-san's breath. His fingers were tangled in Isumi-san's shirt, and he realized he was clinging so tightly, he might actually tear the fabric. If he did that, he'd see Isumi-san's chest.
He repressed the urge to laugh, and then he looked into Isumi-san's eyes, and all mirth evaporated inside that lovely darkness. His heart rate spiked and he felt heat spill all over him. He'd never felt like this before. Except... maybe...
"That was like playing Sai!" he breathlessly declared.
There was silence.
And then he heard what he just said!
Isumi-san started to crack up. Waya panicked. What the hell, what was he thinking!? "Did you just compare kissing me to playing... internet go? With the internet go boogeyman?" Isumi-san was laughing even harder.
Waya turned bright purple. Or maybe even black. He couldn't believe it! Only, it wasn't really fair to say Sai was a boogeyman. And also, playing him really had to be the best thing ever. And. He might actually be sputtering some of the things he was thinking out loud because Isumi-san was laughing even harder.
Shit.
Suddenly, Isumi-san pushed him down, and kissed him again. So hard, and so much deeper, hotter, wetter, it felt like the first kiss wasn't even a kiss at all. Not compared to this kiss.
"You are such a dork," Isumi-san said affectionately. He was hovering over Waya, and it was hot, and uncomfortable, and perfect. "I wonder if you ever stop thinking about go."
Waya didn't think he could possibly be more embarrassed. Well, sure, they could be making out in Morishita-sensei's parlor instead of in Waya's cramped apartment. But, wait, that would never happen anyway...
He put his hands on Isumi-san's waist, glad that he had fabric to hold onto, so Isumi-san wouldn't feel how clammy they were. "Wanna find out?" he asked, trying to sound sexy. Hopefully, he sounded sexy, and not just desperate. He felt desperate. He wasn't sure how much more he could take, though. He might explode any second.
Really, having your first kiss be with Isumi-san was just like playing Sai! He was sure of it!