The taller boy expelled a sharp huff and huddled in again. "Fine! This time around, I'll kiss you so fucking good, the mistletoe'll HAVE to gimme a pass!!"
Determined lilac burned brightly and furiously into Kiyotaka's line of sight. This was stupid, fuck everything, especially the picky plant and its evil design. Mondo, more attentively this time, reached out both hands to get a handle on Kiyotaka's head for better control and pressed his lips firmly against the pair in front of him- aiming NOT to make it more like a contact sport than a kiss this time. It came out vigorous and more passionate than before, but with the added touch of care to it. His disdain at being put down like this was so maniacal that with passive-aggression he ran his tongue across the partition of his lips before disconnecting. Yeah, the mistletoe would like THAT, now wouldn't it?
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Determined lilac burned brightly and furiously into Kiyotaka's line of sight. This was stupid, fuck everything, especially the picky plant and its evil design. Mondo, more attentively this time, reached out both hands to get a handle on Kiyotaka's head for better control and pressed his lips firmly against the pair in front of him- aiming NOT to make it more like a contact sport than a kiss this time. It came out vigorous and more passionate than before, but with the added touch of care to it. His disdain at being put down like this was so maniacal that with passive-aggression he ran his tongue across the partition of his lips before disconnecting. Yeah, the mistletoe would like THAT, now wouldn't it?