I slowly start to rise from my crouch before I fall over, gotta equalize my center of gravity. I don't pull away from Naoto as I do it, though, I keep our mouths together somehow.
Alright, now I've got to admit that I've gone and got myself sunk a bit too deep, way out of my depth in fact, totally screwed.
I've never kissed anybody before, unless you count quick pecks to Ma's cheek when absolutely positively no one else can see. Which is a totally different thing from this anyway! This is...
Romantic, is the word, and my heart is pretty rapidly crawling its way up my throat like it wants to crawl down Naoto's and hide there in his chest along-side Naoto's own heart, and wow, that's kind of morbid, Kanji. But sorta romantic too. And I berate myself silently and the whole time I'm just bent down with my neck at an awkward angle and my lips pressed against Naoto's and both of our lips are parted and we're just... holding there, and I realize that neither of us knows what comes next.
Well, shit.
Well, I don't know how kissing's supposed to go, but Rise's made me watch enough of her videos and dramas with her that I know one thing that makes her squeal at inhuman pitches every time it happens. And I know I can do it, and while I'm not sure it's normally something two guys get up to... Well, except it sort of was, when Rise was in that one drama where she cross-dressed to get into an all boy's school and it happened, and while that's obviously not the same thing as me and Naoto, not at all, I think the principle stands, and besides, my neck hurts so I gotta do something about that.
So I put my arms around Naoto's waist (gods damn, he's small though) and squeeze tight but gentle, and I lift him up off his feet.
That's a little better, now at least I can breathe.
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Date: 2013-04-11 12:33 pm (UTC)Alright, now I've got to admit that I've gone and got myself sunk a bit too deep, way out of my depth in fact, totally screwed.
I've never kissed anybody before, unless you count quick pecks to Ma's cheek when absolutely positively no one else can see. Which is a totally different thing from this anyway! This is...
Romantic, is the word, and my heart is pretty rapidly crawling its way up my throat like it wants to crawl down Naoto's and hide there in his chest along-side Naoto's own heart, and wow, that's kind of morbid, Kanji. But sorta romantic too. And I berate myself silently and the whole time I'm just bent down with my neck at an awkward angle and my lips pressed against Naoto's and both of our lips are parted and we're just... holding there, and I realize that neither of us knows what comes next.
Well, shit.
Well, I don't know how kissing's supposed to go, but Rise's made me watch enough of her videos and dramas with her that I know one thing that makes her squeal at inhuman pitches every time it happens. And I know I can do it, and while I'm not sure it's normally something two guys get up to... Well, except it sort of was, when Rise was in that one drama where she cross-dressed to get into an all boy's school and it happened, and while that's obviously not the same thing as me and Naoto, not at all, I think the principle stands, and besides, my neck hurts so I gotta do something about that.
So I put my arms around Naoto's waist (gods damn, he's small though) and squeeze tight but gentle, and I lift him up off his feet.
That's a little better, now at least I can breathe.