Homestuck -- Dirk/Kankri kiss
introsquirrel asked: dirk/kankri, reptile house at a zoo
400 words.
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"Cease immediately" were Kankri's first words after he broke away, which did not surprise Dirk in the slightest.
The snake house was dim, foliage everywhere in the enclosures. Not dark enough for Dirk to miss the deep, all-encompassing flush on his maybe-boyfriend-it's-complicated's face.
They'd held hands before -- oh, did they hold hands, and have spirited mind sex -- ahem, discourse -- but this was the first kiss Dirk had ever given him. Predictably enough Kankri might well flail himself to pieces if he wasn't allowed to ramble on instead.
"How can you submit any surrounding people, otherkin and otherwise identified people to such a -- such a lewd view, we're in public!"
Dirk stuck his hands in his pockets and made a show of looking around. Damn but he was cute when he was flustered, when his polish cracked. "It's us and the snakes, Kankri. No one goes to see the snakes with a new baby tiger to squee at."
"Yes, well, being lidless, they can hardly avoid--"
He cut himself off on his own, probably hearing how silly that was, and Dirk flattened down a smirk. "It's interesting," he said instead, "how your first reflex was to worry about the passersby subjected to our potential bout of exhibitionist behavior, and not about any feeling of molestation you've got."
Kankri stared at him. Dirk took a hand out of his pocket to take Kankri's dangling one. It twitched in his hold, and he waited, fingers open, until he was sure he was allowed to hold it once again.
"Don't wanna be stared at?"
"That would be mortifying," Kankri said, cheeks dark and breath fast, eyelashes like caged butterflies. "I mean, this is in all likelihood not the whole of the issue, but I feel it's a significant -- significant -- Dirk."
A hand covering Kankri's eyes, Dirk nudged him along with his own body until Kankri's back was flush with the cold glass of the black mamba's enclosure.
Shocked, shaky, lips parted, breath coming out in little puffs...
Standing still in his hold. A leap of faith -- trusting Dirk against his best judgment.
Their whole kind-of relationship was against Kankri's best judgment, if you listened to his words, but if you listened to his body...
It was a good thing snakes were mostly deaf, because the noise Kankri made when Dirk pressed tight against him and coaxed his mouth open with his tongue would have shocked them to the tip of their tails.
400 words.
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"Cease immediately" were Kankri's first words after he broke away, which did not surprise Dirk in the slightest.
The snake house was dim, foliage everywhere in the enclosures. Not dark enough for Dirk to miss the deep, all-encompassing flush on his maybe-boyfriend-it's-complicated's face.
They'd held hands before -- oh, did they hold hands, and have spirited mind sex -- ahem, discourse -- but this was the first kiss Dirk had ever given him. Predictably enough Kankri might well flail himself to pieces if he wasn't allowed to ramble on instead.
"How can you submit any surrounding people, otherkin and otherwise identified people to such a -- such a lewd view, we're in public!"
Dirk stuck his hands in his pockets and made a show of looking around. Damn but he was cute when he was flustered, when his polish cracked. "It's us and the snakes, Kankri. No one goes to see the snakes with a new baby tiger to squee at."
"Yes, well, being lidless, they can hardly avoid--"
He cut himself off on his own, probably hearing how silly that was, and Dirk flattened down a smirk. "It's interesting," he said instead, "how your first reflex was to worry about the passersby subjected to our potential bout of exhibitionist behavior, and not about any feeling of molestation you've got."
Kankri stared at him. Dirk took a hand out of his pocket to take Kankri's dangling one. It twitched in his hold, and he waited, fingers open, until he was sure he was allowed to hold it once again.
"Don't wanna be stared at?"
"That would be mortifying," Kankri said, cheeks dark and breath fast, eyelashes like caged butterflies. "I mean, this is in all likelihood not the whole of the issue, but I feel it's a significant -- significant -- Dirk."
A hand covering Kankri's eyes, Dirk nudged him along with his own body until Kankri's back was flush with the cold glass of the black mamba's enclosure.
Shocked, shaky, lips parted, breath coming out in little puffs...
Standing still in his hold. A leap of faith -- trusting Dirk against his best judgment.
Their whole kind-of relationship was against Kankri's best judgment, if you listened to his words, but if you listened to his body...
It was a good thing snakes were mostly deaf, because the noise Kankri made when Dirk pressed tight against him and coaxed his mouth open with his tongue would have shocked them to the tip of their tails.