[He could follow hints, he presses up to Kaiba, one hand rising up to his hair as he claims his mouth.
They were in a crowd but he doesn't feel particularly nervous or self concious. Perhaps it is because he is used to this, used to Kaiba. Perhaps it is because he knows Kaiba likes it when he is forward. Perhaps it is something else entirely.
He's not really worrying about it, caught up in the moment, the feel of Kaiba pressed against him, their mouths togethe. He pulls back slightly after a moment, though not far, just to let Kaiba breathe, and to meet his eyes.]
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They were in a crowd but he doesn't feel particularly nervous or self concious. Perhaps it is because he is used to this, used to Kaiba. Perhaps it is because he knows Kaiba likes it when he is forward. Perhaps it is something else entirely.
He's not really worrying about it, caught up in the moment, the feel of Kaiba pressed against him, their mouths togethe. He pulls back slightly after a moment, though not far, just to let Kaiba breathe, and to meet his eyes.]