Post by kirby cunningham on Aug 19, 2015 20:47:33 GMT
his smile only widened as he heard that sigh of content slip past those lips he had just been locked to. as the black haired man spoke, kirby couldn't help but feel pride and overwhelming joy bubbling within him. "there's more where that came from." the young man chuckled gently, allowing those hazel eyes to take in more of tristan's features; trying to etch them into his memory.
after the lithe man had pulled himself away from kirby, the young man pushed himself up to his feet. hands brushed off the dirt, twigs and leaves that had latched onto his clothes during their make out session. "it'll look even better by the time you get your hands on it." there were a few finishing touches he needed to add. of course, it was a rough sketch, so it wasn't supposed to look perfect, but there was definitely some needed adjustments to the line work.
"yeah, maybe we will." a small smile warmed his facial features. all he could think about were their lips locked together, hands eagerly tracing each other's bodies. kirby was thankful that as his face had began to burn that same deep red that tristan's back was already turned as he made his way back to town.
kirby wanted nothing more than to talk about what had just happened, but to who? he knew all of his friends would just give him shit about it. not even just for gushing over it like a girl, but for actually making out with another male. with a shrug of his shoulders and a heavy sigh, the young man picked up his backpack. gently slinging it over his shoulder, turning on his heel to head off in the other direction.
after the lithe man had pulled himself away from kirby, the young man pushed himself up to his feet. hands brushed off the dirt, twigs and leaves that had latched onto his clothes during their make out session. "it'll look even better by the time you get your hands on it." there were a few finishing touches he needed to add. of course, it was a rough sketch, so it wasn't supposed to look perfect, but there was definitely some needed adjustments to the line work.
"yeah, maybe we will." a small smile warmed his facial features. all he could think about were their lips locked together, hands eagerly tracing each other's bodies. kirby was thankful that as his face had began to burn that same deep red that tristan's back was already turned as he made his way back to town.
kirby wanted nothing more than to talk about what had just happened, but to who? he knew all of his friends would just give him shit about it. not even just for gushing over it like a girl, but for actually making out with another male. with a shrug of his shoulders and a heavy sigh, the young man picked up his backpack. gently slinging it over his shoulder, turning on his heel to head off in the other direction.
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