not that he does more than lean in with the yank, when he's owl-eyed and thoroughly confused (and thinking hastily in the spurred moment, a little dreamily in that split second before collision, that keith's eyes are really a lovely color).
and as far as kisses go, he's never really been kissed so angrily before, hard enough to jar a breath into turning sharply out of turn. or rather, maybe it's not angry -- just fueled by inexperience, and by the same token, too much teeth.
it doesn't spark more than the same memory -- the bike underneath them, how he's winding his arms around keith's belly, and the dry desert air's whipping warm all around them -- but it shocks his heartbeat into thunder inside of his rib cage. he's not sure about this test. he's not sure about anything anymore.
but maybe he's not exactly thinking about the test than he is about the actual kiss, when he's leaning in and tilting his head at a better angle, just to avoid the edge of keith's teeth. ]
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not that he does more than lean in with the yank, when he's owl-eyed and thoroughly confused (and thinking hastily in the spurred moment, a little dreamily in that split second before collision, that keith's eyes are really a lovely color).
and as far as kisses go, he's never really been kissed so angrily before, hard enough to jar a breath into turning sharply out of turn. or rather, maybe it's not angry -- just fueled by inexperience, and by the same token, too much teeth.
it doesn't spark more than the same memory -- the bike underneath them, how he's winding his arms around keith's belly, and the dry desert air's whipping warm all around them -- but it shocks his heartbeat into thunder inside of his rib cage. he's not sure about this test. he's not sure about anything anymore.
but maybe he's not exactly thinking about the test than he is about the actual kiss, when he's leaning in and tilting his head at a better angle, just to avoid the edge of keith's teeth. ]