[Kaworu doesn’t mind being puzzled out. A chance to be seen for a boy that no one was interested in who he was, only what he was. He presses his forehead against Paul’s firmly, letting his eyelashes flutter against a flushed cheek. (Or he thinks it’s flushed, if it’s anything like his own face, it’s hard to see in the closet)
He follows Paul’s lead, parting his lips and closing them around Paul’s lower lip. He nips gently with his teeth against soft flesh, not to hurt but to tease, in some strange compulsion he can’t explain
His slide forwards to wrap around Paul’s neck, keeping their chests pressed together, Paul’s heartbeat reverberating in his ribs.]
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He follows Paul’s lead, parting his lips and closing them around Paul’s lower lip. He nips gently with his teeth against soft flesh, not to hurt but to tease, in some strange compulsion he can’t explain
His slide forwards to wrap around Paul’s neck, keeping their chests pressed together, Paul’s heartbeat reverberating in his ribs.]