The first time they
kiss James feels like a toddler discovering a new world, eyes wide with the astonishment
of what it has to offer. He hopes that what he is doing is right - he has been
kissed many a times before, true, but never quite like this. It is as if he has
forgotten everything he knew before.
Thomas is all softness,
but demanding at the same time, guiding where James is unsure and yet molding
himself around him, instinctively adapting to James’ insecurity. James can feel
him smiling into the kiss when his arms come up to pull Thomas closer. It’s as
much daring as he can procure at the moment but it seems more than enough for
When they separate
again Thomas doesn’t step away, his hands staying on James’ shoulders. He says
nothing, simply smiles, and James feels something inside him give way as it never
“I never thought
you’d be such a chaste kisser,” Thomas laughs as James keeps planting
kisses between his shoulder blades. They are in bed, limbs entangled in their
sheets but leaving enough bare skin for James to spoil Thomas a little. “Miranda
didn’t teach you much, did she?”
James only snorts and
kisses Thomas’ back again, this time pulling a little with his teeth. Thomas’
skin tastes faintly of the previous night still, sweat and saltiness and that
soft taste that is Thomas’ own. Thomas grins but he wriggles a little close to
James, humming under his breath when the kisses grow longer and more forceful,
travelling down the entire length of his back.
tried to,” Flint finally murmurs and the deep laugh that it draws from
Thomas makes his chest vibrate. It always feels like a wave that’s enveloping
him, that sound of richness and warmth and he wants to feel himself surrounded
by it forever.
There is a beard on Thomas’
lips now and for a moment James asks himself once more if he isn’t dreaming all
this. But no - the rest of him feels still the same, as incredible as it seems.
It is still Thomas, beneath the grime and sweat and the scars, visible as well
as invisible, that have accumulated over the years apart. The familiarity makes
James’ heart ache, but it is a good ache, like that of a seed pushing its way
through what used to be a surface made of nothing but hard rock.
They are both more
hesitant and more forceful now, filled with incredulity that this is truly
happening. The first kiss is hesitant but grows more desperate and longing soon
- neither of them can quite believe that this will last yet, so used are they
to fate ripping their happiness out of their hands.
It takes years for them
to realise that this time, it truly won’t, that each kiss is a gift that can be
given over and over again. As many times as they want.
Okay but this is the first time someone has called Yurio something “masculine”/”strong” and it clearly means a lot to him. People usually use terms like fairy or princess when describing him (JJ even goes as far as calling him a girl and Lilia uses prima ballerina which is a female only term). Throughout the show, Yurio struggles a lot with people calling him “feminine” terms and is constantly trying to push his bad boy image in an attempt to make himself seem more tough/manly. To have Otabek read him “correctly” so to speak obviously makes him visibly happy and I think this is one of the reasons he’s so quick to accept the friendship invitation.