the whine? it was a whine of protest, for the kiss having stopped. That's what that was. His heart was racing, and not just because of drugs and alcohol. He was partly scared that he wasn't any good, and partly scared Klaus would laugh at him.
When he said 'okay' the way he did, he felt his chest tighten up, his brows folded in together a bi and he was, in fact, starting to worry. Leaning into the other, close, so very close, he started to open his mouth to repeat the 'okay' in a question, but then Klaus grabbed his shoulders and squeezed, soon taking his hands.
he leaned back, giving the other a quizzical look, only to burst into a smile as he was told it was superb. "It wasn't too--" he was cut off by the second kiss, surprised by it, but melting into it. His hands moving to rest at the others hips, slipping behind to connect together at the small of the taller mans back.
He wanted to remember this tomorrow. he wanted to remember all of this. The warmth of the other, the softness of his lips, even the soft scratch of the chin fuzz. The taste of his tongue as well, as Ben parted his lips more inviting to the other.
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Date: 2019-04-21 05:33 am (UTC)When he said 'okay' the way he did, he felt his chest tighten up, his brows folded in together a bi and he was, in fact, starting to worry. Leaning into the other, close, so very close, he started to open his mouth to repeat the 'okay' in a question, but then Klaus grabbed his shoulders and squeezed, soon taking his hands.
he leaned back, giving the other a quizzical look, only to burst into a smile as he was told it was superb. "It wasn't too--" he was cut off by the second kiss, surprised by it, but melting into it. His hands moving to rest at the others hips, slipping behind to connect together at the small of the taller mans back.
He wanted to remember this tomorrow. he wanted to remember all of this. The warmth of the other, the softness of his lips, even the soft scratch of the chin fuzz. The taste of his tongue as well, as Ben parted his lips more inviting to the other.
He'll be so mad if he doesn't remember this.