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[jackrabbits]

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[likeawritingdesk]

[are

are we making out

am i making out with oz

am i making out with oz

his hands fluster and squeeze around his back and his breath stutters and he g-groans a little, kissing s-s-so eagerly so eagerly]

[jackrabbits]

[i mean if you got a problem i can totally stop]

[cuz i totally don't have any problems with this]

[in fact, gonna run a hand through gil's fluffy hair, maybe getting a little closer]

[likeawritingdesk]

[Oz is kissing me I'm kissing Oz this is a lot of kissing maybe if we never stop kissing my entire life will be kissing Oz that sounds amazing

Gil definitely groans this time, his knees almost completely buckling, pulling closer too]

[jackrabbits]

Gil . . .

[he continues to deepen the kiss, though occasionally breaking away, half teasing, half trying to catch his breath]

You're making cute sounds right now.

[likeawritingdesk]

[a shiver goes through his whole body and he whimpers, his tongue half out of his mouth]

C-- "cute," i'm...

[jackrabbits]

[Taking the opportunity to cover his tongue with his own in another kiss]

[but beware, if you don't pay attention, oz's hands might decide to roam a little]

[likeawritingdesk]

[i am paying ACUTE ATTENTION

I don't see how that changes reality

he breathes in very quickly, his breath stolen]

Ah--

[jackrabbits]

It's getting dangerous, isn't it...

[likeawritingdesk]

I-it...

[RED]

A bit...

[jackrabbits]

[are you wearing a tie because if you are, I might be loosening it a little]

Will that be a problem?

[likeawritingdesk]

[from just that, it's already a physical problem

all he can think is he wants this so badly]

W-- will-- it? Wouldn't it? Do you really think someone like me is suitable?

[jackrabbits]

I should be the one asking you that question.

[Considering you know. What I am and all that.]

[likeawritingdesk]

Of course-- it's definitely the first way around!

[jackrabbits]

Nope. Denied.

[likeawritingdesk]

[shalf;oaguhow497gp;BWJGs;kjfshs;bjj;k

he's blushing to the tips of his ears and his neck, and his voice is quiet, but he manages to get it out]



You're... Oz. Of course I... want... you.

[jackrabbits]

That's what I wanted to hear.

[ah, look at that face filled with love and adoration tho, Gil. Isn't it so nice.]

[likeawritingdesk]

[IT'S SO NICE. SO GOOD. IT'S THE BEST. VIBRATING WITH EMOTION]

But-- but, I... even if... there's things you still don't know, about my past, you still want me?

[jackrabbits]

Gil, I can promise you with 100% confidence. Even if I DID know about your past, I would still want you.

[likeawritingdesk]

[LIGHTS UP LIKE A CHRISTMAS TREE]

. . .!!

[jackrabbits]

[going to continue making out with that christmas tree now]

[likeawritingdesk]

[it's like telling him that immediately caused all the little noises he's been making to get way more helplessly shameless!!!

I'M, HELP

I NEED TO TELL HIM TO STOP THIS IS BAD I'M GROSS AND A WHORE BUT I WANT HIM SO BAD

Oz's words just swim in his head-- even Nikolas, warning him -- he pulls in a weak breath, his hands thoughtlessly rucked at Oz's back - he's so much taller now-- as he stammers out against his mouth]

W-- we shoul... if-- you're really... sure...

[jackrabbits]

[yeah u whore, i was suppose to get to you first, i have to make that up now >:U]

[murmuring, a little breathlessly himself]

Are you sure?

[likeawritingdesk]

[I KNOW U DESERVED GETTING TO ME FIRST HOW COULD YOU STILL WANT ME IF YOU KNEW!1]

I, I.


[panic???]

I can't without-- I-- I've s-slept with-- a lot of people Oz! I--is that really fine?

[jackrabbits]

What if I told you that I have too?

[likeawritingdesk]

[......

HORROR]


W--- WHEN?