Arthur and Mikhail

(They are so melty it's killing me :3)
Arthur slowly leaned into Mikhail, pulling the other closer.

(Lol same here)

Mikhail let out a sound of surprise but didn't complain as he was pulled closer, also leaning into Arthur.

Arthur pulled back a little at that, but soon pressed in fiercer than ever, suddenly feeling a bit more confident as he pressed into the kiss.

Mikhail glanced at him when he pulled away but quickly kissed back, tightening his hold on Arthur.

Arthur sunk into his grip, whimpering a little, faintly, into the kiss. Arthur tightened his hold on Mikhail, wanting more from him.

Mikhail tilted his head ever so slightly to deepen the kiss, his face still a bright red.

Arthur mimicked him, pressing further against Mikhail.

Mikhail shifted one of his hands to cup Arthur's cheek, the other hand rested on his shoulder now.

Arthur relaxed into his grip, his arms wrapping around Mikhail, his left hand tangling in the other's hair.

Mikhail finally stopped freaking out and realized he was late, but he couldn't care less right now. He didn't want to do anything that Arthur didn't want him to do so he stayed like that for now.

Arthur finally pulled away, breathing a bit hard, and very, very red in the face.

Mikhail glanced at him again, gently resting his forehead against Arthur's, a soft smile on his face.

Arthur smiled too, "Aren't you gonna be late?"

Mikhail chuckled. "I couldn't care less."

Arthur's smile grew at that, hesitantly looking up at Mikhail.

Mikhail quickly pecked his lips again, thinking he was going to be doing that a lot more often.

Arthur's smile turned into a grin, and he hugged Mikhail tighter, looking up at the other happily.

Mikhail tried to stop smiling but he couldn't, he was genuinely happy for once. Now that he wasn't happy when he was with his father, but this was different.

Arthur, gently pushed Mikhail down onto the couch, snuggling just under the other's chin.

Mikhail chuckled and wrapped his arms around Arthur, sighing happily.

Arthur poked his head up, watching Mikhail curiously, studying the other.

Mikhail glanced at Arthur and saw him staring at him. "What, is there something on my face?"

"No…" Arthur blushed lightly again,

Mikhail smiled at him. "Okay then."

Arthur watched Mikhail shyly for a moment longer, leaning in so their noses touched, his courage from earlier having left him.

Mikhail's face flushed slightly when their noses touched, still smiling like an idiot.

Arthur took the plunge, kissing Mikhail again, tensing as he did so.

Mikhail let out another sound of surprise, kissing back as he hugged Arthur a bit tighter.

Arthur whimpered softly, pressing in harder, wanting more.

Mikhail wrapped his arms around the others waist, tugging Arthur a bit closer.