"God, you're a terrible liar, even when you're high." Klaus rolls his eyes at the copying of his ridiculous slang, but the curve of his mouth arches higher anyway. He concentrates on moving them rather than the humming against his skin, even if he's still quite engrossed with the sensation.
Unsurprisingly, taking their closeness into consideration, he's started getting a bit overheated too, meaning it won't be unlikely that he'll lose his hoodie once they make it home-- just in his bedroom, so nobody decides to run off with one of the newest things he's gotten his hands on.
They've gotten further down the sidewalk, are actually approaching the gate to the academy where Klaus hesitates to fumble for his key, then he draws them up one step, has to stop as soon as Ben kisses his neck and ear again. He keeps going, somehow ends up at the door, thumps his forehead against it with a breathless sigh. "If we fall down the stairs and break our necks, it's your fault."
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Date: 2019-04-26 12:05 am (UTC)Unsurprisingly, taking their closeness into consideration, he's started getting a bit overheated too, meaning it won't be unlikely that he'll lose his hoodie once they make it home-- just in his bedroom, so nobody decides to run off with one of the newest things he's gotten his hands on.
They've gotten further down the sidewalk, are actually approaching the gate to the academy where Klaus hesitates to fumble for his key, then he draws them up one step, has to stop as soon as Ben kisses his neck and ear again. He keeps going, somehow ends up at the door, thumps his forehead against it with a breathless sigh. "If we fall down the stairs and break our necks, it's your fault."