have to post this before i lose it!

Jan 07, 2008 18:48

He could taste the alcohol on Irei's lips, sharp and intoxicating. He's been drinking, a tiny voice in the back of his head said, the one that refused to be overwhelmed by the sudden haze that came with the first kiss. Don't do this to him. Don't do this to you. He's not thinking straight. When everything clears and it's not you he wants, it's going to hurt.

But the murmur of Aiba's name, gentle and achingly soft against his cheek, did little to enforce that last thought. It was evident that Irei knew exactly what he was doing, and who he was doing it with. Aiba's unresponsiveness, though, had him hesitating: his kisses became more and more tentative. But the want, the need for more contact was there, in how Irei never really pulled away.

Maybe he's wanted this as much as I always have. Without a second thought, Aiba wound his arms up and around the back of Irei's neck, pulling the older man closer. They kissed harder, quick intakes of breath bringing chests flush against each other; Aiba couldn't remember ever being so turned on as he was now. When Irei's lips and tongue played just beneath his chin, all higher thought disappeared, leaving him with a heady feeling that pooled liquid warmth in his belly, shaky knees almost giving way if not for the wall and his own hold on Irei.

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Um. *hides*

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