(It's better than his first kiss by a landslide, but that wasn't an exactly fair comparison. No one wanted their first kiss to be with a dead body of a person they never had an interest in, to begin with - alive or dead.
Natsume is as warm as he looks. He doesn't mind the inexperience. Some part of him had expected it. Natsume was younger and he didn't strike Dirk as the kind of guy who had made a habit out of going around kissing every dude who gave him a hard time.
And at least he wants to kiss Dirk back. Dirk smiles for a second against Natsume. He's all too pleased that he read this right. He kisses Natsume back, not pressing further, but letting them both ease into it.
After a few seconds, he breaks the kiss entirely, keeping his hands where they are.)
[It's not Natsume's first kiss -- that had been in middle school, from some boy who ended up turning on him right along with the rest of the students, when his reactions to things nobody else could see became too off-putting. But it's the first one he's actually liked. The first one where he's been disappointed when it ended.
He'd been freezing moments ago, but now, bundled up in Dirk's jacket, with those big hands on his face, Natsume is radiating heat. He's still blushing, and there's even a flash of a grin across his face at the teasing words.]
Don't let it go to your head. [It's soft, minus the flat, irritated tone of earlier. Natsume keeps sliding his tongue over his lower lip, like he's trying to recreate the sensation of being kissed.]
(Way too late. Between Natsume grinning and sliding his tongue across his lip, Dirk decides that he needed to know what that felt like sliding against him. He delves back in for another kiss. This time he dips his tongue out against Natsume's lips. He doesn't want to suffocate the kid, giving him a chance to back away if it was too much, but the moment Natsume gave him any sort of positive gesture...It was game over.)
[That part's new. Kissing has been a chaste, innocent, schoolyard thing before, and Natsume's honestly never seen what the hype is all about. But that's before Dirk ducks back down and curls his tongue against Natsume's gently parted lips, and it sends a pulse of molten wanting down the boy's spine.
Natsume tries not to want anything. It always ends badly, he's always disappointed. But he wants whatever's being promised by the warmth of Dirk's mouth, and he doesn't care if it's bad for him.
So he rises up on his tiptoes, eagerly, making a soft, impatient, urging sound and fisting his hands in Dirk's sweatshirt again. The meaning is clear -- don't you dare stop.]
(Perfect. Absolutely perfect. He moves his hands away from Natsume's face to wind his arms around Natsume's waist and back as if to help Natsume stay up against him. He had no desire to stop this time around.
Instead, he sinks his tongue into Natsume's mouth, sliding their tongues together. He keeps Natsume locked against him and explores everything he can. He doesn't want to risk missing out on even a moment. His hands slide over Natsume's back, slipping up under his jacket so he can actually feel him, his body.
It was a tragedy they were in a park. Although maybe for the best for Natsume's sanity and virtue.)
I left my bag in the park. Can you please bring it to me. [That's a very neutral, totally chill request, right? Right. Nevermind that school's been out for an hour and Natsume could literally walk to the park by himself. It's not even raining or anything.]
Thank you. You're good-looking too. "No, I'm not, Dirk!" Yeah, you are. "Not like you!" Okay, but I don't want to fuck myself. Been there done that. I want to fuck you.
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That's true. You could have a stalker.
Bro, respectfully, I definitely am.
So, what are you going to do re: law school?
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i did have someone who used to regularly break into my room growing up.
nope!
i dunno.
i think i'm going to like get drunk and look at other programs and write down what i think then study my notes the next day.
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You're cracked, Kyle.
Sounds like a good plan. Maybe jerk off later. Release some tension.
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i am not.
i don't jerk off all that often. maybe that's my problem.
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Sure you are.
If you need motivation, I'm totally free.
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(It's better than his first kiss by a landslide, but that wasn't an exactly fair comparison. No one wanted their first kiss to be with a dead body of a person they never had an interest in, to begin with - alive or dead.
Natsume is as warm as he looks. He doesn't mind the inexperience. Some part of him had expected it. Natsume was younger and he didn't strike Dirk as the kind of guy who had made a habit out of going around kissing every dude who gave him a hard time.
And at least he wants to kiss Dirk back. Dirk smiles for a second against Natsume. He's all too pleased that he read this right. He kisses Natsume back, not pressing further, but letting them both ease into it.
After a few seconds, he breaks the kiss entirely, keeping his hands where they are.)
I knew you didn't mind me too much.
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He'd been freezing moments ago, but now, bundled up in Dirk's jacket, with those big hands on his face, Natsume is radiating heat. He's still blushing, and there's even a flash of a grin across his face at the teasing words.]
Don't let it go to your head. [It's soft, minus the flat, irritated tone of earlier. Natsume keeps sliding his tongue over his lower lip, like he's trying to recreate the sensation of being kissed.]
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Too late.
(Way too late. Between Natsume grinning and sliding his tongue across his lip, Dirk decides that he needed to know what that felt like sliding against him. He delves back in for another kiss. This time he dips his tongue out against Natsume's lips. He doesn't want to suffocate the kid, giving him a chance to back away if it was too much, but the moment Natsume gave him any sort of positive gesture...It was game over.)
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Natsume tries not to want anything. It always ends badly, he's always disappointed. But he wants whatever's being promised by the warmth of Dirk's mouth, and he doesn't care if it's bad for him.
So he rises up on his tiptoes, eagerly, making a soft, impatient, urging sound and fisting his hands in Dirk's sweatshirt again. The meaning is clear -- don't you dare stop.]
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Instead, he sinks his tongue into Natsume's mouth, sliding their tongues together. He keeps Natsume locked against him and explores everything he can. He doesn't want to risk missing out on even a moment. His hands slide over Natsume's back, slipping up under his jacket so he can actually feel him, his body.
It was a tragedy they were in a park. Although maybe for the best for Natsume's sanity and virtue.)
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how DARE i think i replied to this and not,,
home of phobic, wow
my memory is a hate crime
so tragique :(
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text;
text;
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ok sure.
[It takes a few minutes, but Kyle does send a picture of his butt. He's wearing briefs, but it's still a butt pic!]
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okay ig you get a fucking novel tonight
like that's a bad thing?
eheh you right
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this is actually an omegaverse au trust me i'm a doctor
[This is absolutely never going to work :)]
you are so powerful & i am in love
(Because you're only getting one of them today and the former definitely will result in questions.)
ur welcome
I left my bag in the park. Can you please bring it to me. [That's a very neutral, totally chill request, right? Right. Nevermind that school's been out for an hour and Natsume could literally walk to the park by himself. It's not even raining or anything.]
Re: ur welcome
Wow.
You really *are* a princess. Would you like anything else, your royal highness?
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[There we go. He's totally getting away with this. He's a genius. This is totally going to end in his favor. :)]
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TFLN
Try it, bro. Maybe I'll stay dead.
Thank you. You're good-looking too.
"No, I'm not, Dirk!"
Yeah, you are.
"Not like you!"
Okay, but I don't want to fuck myself. Been there done that. I want to fuck you.
Here I did the conversation labor for you.
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did you really fuck yourself?
and shut up it's not my fault I have issues!
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Yes. What else was I supposed to do? Jerk off for eternity?
Maybe not, but it is your fault you haven't done anything about it.
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I mean.
OK point.
well! it's never really been a problem before!
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Insecurity tends to be a problem for most of our lives whether we recognize it as one or not. Have you ever considered therapy?
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