[Honey]

He remained torn over his reaction to the man, and as the boxers were lifted he took it as a flag of surrender. He stared for a moment to see if the other was in earnest, and when he decided he truly was sorry he closed the distance between them. An arm outstretched to take the silky fabric proved to be just enough that the other needed to take a hold of his shirt once more, sending him into awaiting arms while those same salty lips pressed against his own.

His attempts to struggle free from the arms were fruitless, their meager appearance doing them no justice for the strength they held beneath him, and instead he was forced to succumb to the kisses until he felt that he actually desired more. Like jelly he oozed into the lap, allowing his body to fluidly come to rest against the other's while the lips began to trail away, leaving him with the salty aftertaste on swollen lips. Running his tongue along his plump bottom lip to taste the other again, he could feel those same lips on his neck instead, and relaxing against the body he let out a soft murmur. "What are you doing to me to make me want this so bad?"