[ It's the most uncoolest he sounds, but Tidus can't help it. When Inigo kisses him again, taking his bottom lip between his teeth and tugging it like that, it warms his skin that the less heated air started to cool. Or is it his nerves, the rush of them alighting in his body?
This isn't how it felt back in the spa pool. It's a different kind of feeling, than when he had taken the lead before. Now that Inigo's doing it...
Ah--but wait. Boundaries? ]
Um- [ Tidus looks around him, searching, though it's inside his own head he should be doing that. This isn't where he can just start kissing at Inigo, is it? But for the clumsy moment, Tidus makes up his mind to go to his bed, using their joined hands to lead Inigo over (wondering if he should let go, but then he isn't sure how Inigo would take it, so--).
His shoes kick off before they climb on the bed, folding under him; facing the space set for Inigo to take. A hand pushing through his hair.
Right. Talking. ]
Soo...kissing's cool, right? [ --ugh, he wishes he hadn't already dropped his hand from his head. Time to lace them together, to stop himself from fidgeting. ] Uh...
This is just between you and me, right? I mean, you can kiss other people if you want - it doesn't have to be just me!
[ Not that Inigo's confidence makes him believe people want to, but he wants to be clear here!! ]
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[ It's the most uncoolest he sounds, but Tidus can't help it. When Inigo kisses him again, taking his bottom lip between his teeth and tugging it like that, it warms his skin that the less heated air started to cool. Or is it his nerves, the rush of them alighting in his body?
This isn't how it felt back in the spa pool. It's a different kind of feeling, than when he had taken the lead before. Now that Inigo's doing it...
Ah--but wait. Boundaries? ]
Um- [ Tidus looks around him, searching, though it's inside his own head he should be doing that. This isn't where he can just start kissing at Inigo, is it? But for the clumsy moment, Tidus makes up his mind to go to his bed, using their joined hands to lead Inigo over (wondering if he should let go, but then he isn't sure how Inigo would take it, so--).
His shoes kick off before they climb on the bed, folding under him; facing the space set for Inigo to take. A hand pushing through his hair.
Right. Talking. ]
Soo...kissing's cool, right? [ --ugh, he wishes he hadn't already dropped his hand from his head. Time to lace them together, to stop himself from fidgeting. ] Uh...
This is just between you and me, right? I mean, you can kiss other people if you want - it doesn't have to be just me!
[ Not that Inigo's confidence makes him believe people want to, but he wants to be clear here!! ]