[ maine's mouth is as soft as before, and wash is eager enough to return the kiss, gripping his shoulder with one hand while his other moves along his side to his back. there's a lot of leaning up and pulling down before wash can kiss him comfortably, teeth raking along his bottom lip and tongue pushing into his mouth to taste him — and god, he's sorry he wasted so much time not doing this because of his own stupid insecurities.
can't be helped now. he's learned better, at least.
the kiss starts slow but turns sharp and hard the longer wash goes without air. he pulls back when his lungs burn and tips his head to nudge their noses together, fingers clawing at maine's armor until he finds a latch and pulls. ]
Take it off. [ impatiently, even as he's working on the task himself. ]
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can't be helped now. he's learned better, at least.
the kiss starts slow but turns sharp and hard the longer wash goes without air. he pulls back when his lungs burn and tips his head to nudge their noses together, fingers clawing at maine's armor until he finds a latch and pulls. ]
Take it off. [ impatiently, even as he's working on the task himself. ]