It was pretty much the opposite of what Gavin expected - catching him
completely by surprise, making him accidentally bite the inside of his
cheek as Merrick stole his mouth. Surprise kept him from reacting for a few
seconds, but when he did he shoved back - hard - panting as he caught his
breath.
It was a stupid idea, really. Incredibly stupid. He knew that Merrick was
just in a state, knew that he just wanted to take it out on someone and
Gavin happened to be there, but it was... well. Unfairly arousing, to put
it bluntly. So even though he'd literally shoved Merrick away a half heart
beat before - he lunged forward to take a kiss that was almost as fierce as
the one that Merrick had stolen from him.
Merrick's other hand joined in to clutch Gavin's scarf and help with shoving him backward. He walked him one, two steps until they collided with a tree, and then Merrick's hands left the scarf to lie against his chest instead.
Gavin was a little taller than him, so his chin is lifted slightly as he connects their lips again. His blood is pounding, loud in his ears, his heart a punishing rhythm against his ribs. Can't think. Can't calm down.
His back hit bark with a hard thump, his heart jumping with it. He didn't
have time to think before Merrick had his lips again, and he groaned into
them. Bad idea. Bad idea, Gavin, Merrick is going to stab you in the
intestines, later, if he figures this out. If you so much as whisper a
reminder that this ever happened, he's going to stab you.
So just don't ever whisper about it.
Don't whisper about it, and maybe you can help him in the meantime.
His own heart is pounding - Merrick's hands against his ribcage, the rushed
beat drumming against his ribs so hard that it must have vibrated right
through Merrick's fingers. His body had already well reacted - his trouser
drawing painfully tight across his groin, which just made him feel
stupider. His own fingers gripped hard into leather, pulling at it until
they met fabric instead, then skin.
The press of Gavin's hardness against his thigh startled Merrick a bit, the way the snap of a twig would frighten a rabbit-- but he didn't run. Instead he twisted his body enough to reach his hand down and touch that hardness, in some weird display of exposure therapy.
He squeezed Gavin through his trousers while they kissed, his nerves still wrought tight, blood pumping, in desperate need of release.
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It was pretty much the opposite of what Gavin expected - catching him completely by surprise, making him accidentally bite the inside of his cheek as Merrick stole his mouth. Surprise kept him from reacting for a few seconds, but when he did he shoved back - hard - panting as he caught his breath.
It was a stupid idea, really. Incredibly stupid. He knew that Merrick was just in a state, knew that he just wanted to take it out on someone and Gavin happened to be there, but it was... well. Unfairly arousing, to put it bluntly. So even though he'd literally shoved Merrick away a half heart beat before - he lunged forward to take a kiss that was almost as fierce as the one that Merrick had stolen from him.
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Gavin was a little taller than him, so his chin is lifted slightly as he connects their lips again. His blood is pounding, loud in his ears, his heart a punishing rhythm against his ribs. Can't think. Can't calm down.
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His back hit bark with a hard thump, his heart jumping with it. He didn't have time to think before Merrick had his lips again, and he groaned into them. Bad idea. Bad idea, Gavin, Merrick is going to stab you in the intestines, later, if he figures this out. If you so much as whisper a reminder that this ever happened, he's going to stab you.
So just don't ever whisper about it.
Don't whisper about it, and maybe you can help him in the meantime.
His own heart is pounding - Merrick's hands against his ribcage, the rushed beat drumming against his ribs so hard that it must have vibrated right through Merrick's fingers. His body had already well reacted - his trouser drawing painfully tight across his groin, which just made him feel stupider. His own fingers gripped hard into leather, pulling at it until they met fabric instead, then skin.
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He squeezed Gavin through his trousers while they kissed, his nerves still wrought tight, blood pumping, in desperate need of release.