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Kgh. Alright, alright. I'm always up for a good time. Aa, unless I'm sleeping, or something.

_{[ HIC. ]}

Anyway, you know the process of kissing, don't you? Do I need to show you?

_{[ Look at him. He'll teach you. ]}

Edited 2020-02-08 04:03 (UTC)

[the... process... of kissing]

Like. I know. Lips are involved. Together. [he pushes his hands together, like they are lips.

man don't let this boy drink]

_{[ why did he suggest this? oh right, he's drunk and lonely and it might cheer Osomatsu up in a way. ]}

Never mind. I'll handle it.

_{[ And just like that, he takes Osomatsu under the chin, thumb and index finger pressing together a bit too firmly. He tugs Osomatsu forward and upward into as smooch, meshing their warm lips together by dipping down to close the distance between them. ]}

[...fuck.

Osomatsu is caught completely off-guard. and it's scary, but only for a half a second. then it's warm, so very warm, heat rising from their lips and spreading out over his entire body. is that the alcohol? maybe? or it's probably the way Gintoki took hold of his chin, and moved in close to him, the way he pushed his lips against his.

the teen feels his eyelids growing heavy. they droop and finally close, and Osomatsu leans in again, trying to relax and kiss Gintoki back. he is a little stiff, as expected, but not as timid as he might be if he was sober]

_{[ Once again, the planet's strange effects of exchanging Chroma make the kiss-- even with as inexperienced as Osomatsu is-- feel great. Something is very human about taking someone's first kiss and that's exactly what he is. Someone flawed. Someone who has made many mistakes in his life. Alcohol just makes him even more of a vulnerable person-- someone who complicates things.

A buzzing mixture of alcohol, Chroma and guilt ball up within the pit of his stomach and rises to his face, and it's enough for Gintoki to pull back. His hand still steadies itself under the youth's jaw. ]}

Ah, see It's just like that. It feels good, doesn't it?

_{[ Gintoki isn't sure what kind of friendship he has with Osomatsu. It's.. a younger Osomatsu, isn't it? He's still in highschool. Maybe that's the real feeling he's experiencing. Though, age differences like this are common back in his home world. Maybe it's just the fact he seems so innocent that makes Gintoki feel bad. ]}

Ha.. haha.. I'll tell you what.. it feels better on this planet for some damn reason.

[he is more innocent than his older self, in a way. he's still doing stupid things like flipping girls' skirts back at home. and he's seen his share of porn, probably. but, even when he was following after Totoko, he saw her as such a pure heroine. she's not, but don't tell him that.

he's been wanting to get an actual kiss ever since he arrived in Prismatica, and when they exchange chroma, it feels so good, much better than just holding hands. damn, Osomatsu could become addicted to it.

so when Gintoki pulls away, he wants to follow him, to get more of that warmth. he even goes as far as reaching for fabric on Gintoki's body, to keep him close]

Yeah... I bet a lot of things here... feel good...

_{[ He can feel Osomatsu hanging onto him. Something about being wanted is really nice, even in this context. Gintoki is the older one here and should be the one to take responsibility, but..

He dips down again, just a breath away. ]}

They do. Like this..

_{[ Oh. He's moving to Osomatsu's earlobe now, taking it with teeth before sealing his lips over it. ]}

[oh! oooohhh... he's right, it does feel amazing! enough that it causes Osomatsu to shudder. selfishly, he wants more of this, like this, because, of course he does. it's as though all the fear and nerves are just melting off of him.

his eyes hood, and he tries to get a hold of himself before he turns his head and noses at Gintoki's jaw. again, he feels the warmth of the chroma spreading through his body. delightful, bringing him feelings he's never felt before.

it's not fair. why can't he be older and more experienced? Osomatsu has the desire to be a good partner, but he's just fumbling through this, buzzed from the alcohol, and high off of the emotions]

_{[ Gintoki can't really deny it-- making out here is pretty great. Getting money for it and indulging in whatever pleasures he can get here has been an interest of his. Probably not a very noble interest, and neither is taking a person's innocence a little bit at a time. Though, he's a tarnished man with golden ambitions. Through those rough edges that have been chipped away in his life, there is a good person.

It's just.. he makes mistakes.

Gintoki pulls back on his lobe and allows his teeth to scrape, somewhere in his hazy mind hearing he should pull away, but instead, his mouth seals over the younger man's throat, hid hold tightening on him. ]}

[it's not like Osomatsu wants to stop. he'd keep this going for as long as he could. he is a little sleepy, but once Gintoki latches onto his throat, he finds he has more energy.

his fingers are now moving up Gintoki's arms before he can think about what he's doing. he's warm everywhere, just wracking up more Chroma than he even thought was possible. this is way better than simply touching! the noise Osomatsu makes sounds so satisfied, like he's completely forgotten about all his problems]

_{[ Gintoki takes no hesitation in curving his teeth along his partner's skin, scraping rough, as it was a common thing he did with any people he slept with.

Slept.. with.

Was he really going to sleep with him? They hadn't discussed anything like that.

Somehow in the midst of this, he's noticing just how tiny the other male is in comparison to him. Those hands that skirt over the rounds of his muscles over his arms feel.. soft. Not the hands of a samurai or a warrior like he's been with in the past. It almost reminds him of hands that belong to a woman and he's been with plenty of those in his life. It's youthful. It's.. strange.

Gintoki hitches his breath and pulls back, a small hiccup bumping in his throat. ]}

Wait, wait.. wait a moment.

_{[ He's a better person than this. He wasn't sure how much Osomatsu valued his virginity or anything like that, but they're both drunk, and with him being older, he needs to be more responsible. ]}

We should probably just.. y'anno.. just kiss.

_{[ Gintoki, you're the one that instigated this all along. ]}

[he's right. they probably shouldn't sleep together. at least not now. Osomatsu's going to be nineteen in a few months, and...

well, he doesn't know. it's not like Osomatsu values being a virgin. he hates it. he hates that he's been on this sex planet for months and is only now getting his first makeout session! he should be grateful enough for that.

after a moment, Osomatsu leans back, dropping his arms. deep down, he knows they shouldn't. but he still feels a little dejected. he won't put that on Gintoki, though, the guy who helped him when he was sad, or was letting him stay with him. or who gave him his first kiss.

so he tries to smile, awkwardly, still buzzing from excitement, and crosses his arms over his stomach, like he's curling in on himself]

H-Haha... Probably... Things were getting pretty heated there...

[he sways] M-maybe I should just get some sleep.

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