[ Hunk wouldn't be particularly prone to calling it a booty call, either, even though... Well, Prismatica's a unique situation, and he's mostly made it a point to not think too hard about the ins and outs of everything he carries on with here. He genuinely likes the people that he spends time like this with, but it's all difficult to label.
If he had his way, maybe he'd just strive be Everybody's Boyfriend, but settling into a habit of very friendly friendships is much easier than trying to win that nonexistent contest.
He also wouldn't be particularly prone to calling out whether Keith had already complimented his kissing, even if it's partially because he can't remember what's been said. Keith practically whites out his brain. He feels like he's practically vibrating with restrained excitement at this point. ]
Thanks. You, too. [ He's got one arm around Keith's back, fingers brushing against the skin at his waistline, where his shirt's ridden up. His other hand's loosely gripping Keith's thigh, and he increases the pressure there just slightly, hand sliding up... ]
So, uh... You gonna finally show me yours, or what?
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If he had his way, maybe he'd just strive be Everybody's Boyfriend, but settling into a habit of very friendly friendships is much easier than trying to win that nonexistent contest.
He also wouldn't be particularly prone to calling out whether Keith had already complimented his kissing, even if it's partially because he can't remember what's been said. Keith practically whites out his brain. He feels like he's practically vibrating with restrained excitement at this point. ]
Thanks. You, too. [ He's got one arm around Keith's back, fingers brushing against the skin at his waistline, where his shirt's ridden up. His other hand's loosely gripping Keith's thigh, and he increases the pressure there just slightly, hand sliding up... ]
So, uh... You gonna finally show me yours, or what?