Antoine blushes, turning his head away. Oh god… He's so cute…
IS HE GAY?... Or European? (One on One// Closed)
Alistair pouts, reaches a hand up, and boops Tony on the nose. "Tonyyyy," he says in a soft whine. "Why won't you look at meee?"
Antoine looks down and smiles a little. Hes so cute… He chuckles softly, resting his forehead against the others, holding him close.
Alistair smiled sweetly back at Tony.
I want to kiss him…
His heart nearly stops at the thought. Looking into Tony's gorgeous eyes, his lips so close, there was no denying it, though. Tony was adorable, funny, kind, accepting… so many wonderful things, but he couldn't do it. Hell, Alistair didn't even know if Tony was gay. Sure, he accepted Alistair, but that didn't mean he would want him to kiss him.
Antoine's breathing hitches at the look Alistars was giving him. It was pure love and affection. He's trembles a little bit, feeling the warm breath of the other.
Alistair angled his head just slightly, enough that there was barely any space between their lips, but enough that Tony could pull away. He could feel Tony's breath against his lips. Stars, I want to kiss him…
Antoine slowly closes the gap, shutting his eyes. Maybe… Maybe just this once he'd allow a hole in his sexuality. Ah… Fuck it. I'm gay.
Alistair's eyes widen for a moment, then close, as Tony presses his lips against his own. Tilting his head to get a better angle, Alistair moves his lips against Tony's. They were soft and warm and perfect, exactly what he had imagined.
Antoine holds the other close as he gently kisses the other. His lips tasted like sugar and felt like velvet. He purrs, kissing the other happily.
Humming, Alistair smiles against Tony's soft lips. They tasted sweet, like honey. Reaching up and cupping Tony's cheek, he slips his tongue out and brushes it against Tony's bottom lip.
Tony starts when he feels the other run his tongue along his bottom lip. Slowly he opens his mouth, his hand resting on Alistair's waist.
Alistair shivers slightly at the feeling of Tony's hand on his waist. He brushes his tongue against Tony's, loving the sweet taste of him. Stars, it's so good. He moves his hand to the side of Tony's neck and strokes his jaw with his thumb.
Tony kisses back, humming happily as he does so. He intertwines their tongues, enjoying the taste of the other. Slowly he pulls away.
Alistair looks Tony in the eyes as he pulls away, breathing quick, the taste of him still on his lips.
Antoine smiles and gently cups his face. "I love you…" He whispers.
Alistair blinks in surprise. "I- I love you, too," he murmurs, leaning into Antoine's touch.
Antoine smiles, holding the other gently.
Alistair bites his lip shyly. "Is it okay- umm," he mumbles, cheeks turning pink. "Can I kiss you again?"
Antoine nods, gaining a pink hue of his own. "Be my guest…" He whispers, leaning in again.
Alistair closes his eyes and presses his lips against Antoine's. He wastes no time, slipping his tongue between their lips to dance with Antoine's. "Mmmm…"
(i gtg to bed, sorry! see ya tomorrow!)
(okie)
Antoine holds the other, smiling softly as they kiss, sliding his eyes closed.
(I return!)
Alistair sighs against the other's lips as they kiss. How were Tony's lips so soft? Not knowing, nor really caring, he continues to kiss him, happier than he had been for a while.
Toni holds him, almost protectively as he does so, kissing him gently and lovingly. His lips were so sweet… he just wanted to keep kissing the other, not wanting to stop.
Alistair brushes his hand down Toni's side, letting it come to rest at his waist and stroking the skin there with his thumb. He angles his head, deepening the kiss. I never want this to stop…
Toni slowly pulls away, his cheeks dusted pink, his eyes half lidded. He smiles softly at the other and holds him tightly.
Alistair sighs, slightly disappointed that they parted, and looks lovingly into Toni's eyes, a small smile on his face.
"Mmm…I could stay here all day…" he mutters softly, kissing the others forehead.
"So could I," Alistair murmurs in agreement, closing his eyes at the press of the other's lips on his forehead.
Antoine chuckles, pulling the other closer to him, kissing his forehead, nose, lips, jawline and neck. "I love you…" he mutters softly.