Mathièu & Ibelin

[antonnachzehrer]

Ibelin isn't sure what to do when he feels Mathieu part his lips, but it makes their mouths not quite fit right against each other, so he moves his head until they do. His tongue darts out unconsciously to lick his lips, and he feels it touch Mathieu's without meaning to.

{XD Oh my Gooooood, Karina, they. Are. So. Cute.}

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[timbits_tootsie]

Mathieu's breath hitches in his throat a little at the wet touch. It makes his head light and warm, and it is curiosity and that warmth that has him touching the tip of his tongue to Ibelin's mouth.

(My heart can't take this. You might as well shoot me now before the cute gives me a heart attack! Or, no, let me die from the fluff.)

[antonnachzehrer]

It feels strange, to have someone else's tongue touching his, and Ibelin thinks he ought to want to pull away, but he doesn't. He likes the touch; it makes him warm and happy and wanted.

He touches his tongue against Mathieu's, wondering what it feels like.

{Same here. Eee. ♥}

[timbits_tootsie]

Mathieu responds with a soft breath and slips his tongue into Ibelin's mouth, finding that he doesn't taste much like anything, but that kissing him like this makes his toes curl and his heart thump against his ribcage. He learns that kissing with tongues is a little difficult, and wet, but he likes it anyway.

(All the butterflies in my stomach :O)

[antonnachzehrer]

Ibelin breaks off suddenly, eyes blinking lazily. "What are we doing?" he asks, voice soft and somewhat confused.

{Me too~}