Even if he never sees himself that way, Allen will.
Feeling his hands slip into his hair surprises Allen a little as he realizes he likes that, taking it as invitation as well to let his right hand wrap around his waist, pressing them together too and letting his head cant slightly to make it easier to kiss more deeply. His left hand splays lightly against his chest where it's trapped, fanning out in a gently mindful arc.
He also knows to expect it this time so he just exhales a shivery sort of breath when Shouto starts to move downward again, letting his head tip to the side to let him do so more easily, and just slips his left hand out to let it sift into the short hairs at the back of his neck. Stroking there encouragingly as he just holds onto him gently.
He knows what to expect, but somehow there are more butterflies in Allen's stomach this time because of that. It's a little distracting, that and Shouto's mouth on his neck, and his thoughts are a little disconnected as he tries to pull them together. ]
It feels good, you know? [ His voice is soft and he exhales a little shakily, and he leans his head against Shouto's as soon as he's low enough that he can, rubbing his cheek against his hair lovingly. ]
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Even if he never sees himself that way, Allen will.
Feeling his hands slip into his hair surprises Allen a little as he realizes he likes that, taking it as invitation as well to let his right hand wrap around his waist, pressing them together too and letting his head cant slightly to make it easier to kiss more deeply. His left hand splays lightly against his chest where it's trapped, fanning out in a gently mindful arc.
He also knows to expect it this time so he just exhales a shivery sort of breath when Shouto starts to move downward again, letting his head tip to the side to let him do so more easily, and just slips his left hand out to let it sift into the short hairs at the back of his neck. Stroking there encouragingly as he just holds onto him gently.
He knows what to expect, but somehow there are more butterflies in Allen's stomach this time because of that. It's a little distracting, that and Shouto's mouth on his neck, and his thoughts are a little disconnected as he tries to pull them together. ]
It feels good, you know? [ His voice is soft and he exhales a little shakily, and he leans his head against Shouto's as soon as he's low enough that he can, rubbing his cheek against his hair lovingly. ]
Kissing like this.