dappledleaves | meme for pocky /high school AU meme

[ Oria wonders if one of them will have to break the kiss to actually breathe, but he still remembers in the heat of all this that he can breathe through his nose, so he's fine on that front. The way Sinclair kisses harder with how he squirms under him is really attractive though, and Oria really wants to do more.

So in the end, it's not his hands that touch Sinclair, but his knee that makes contact between Sinclair's legs. ]

[That sends a jolt all the way up Sinclair's spine and he reaches up to grab Oria's shirt, torn between pulling him in harder or giving him a grumpy shove. Maybe he can do both. He gives Oria a light shove, panting a little]

That's definitely cheating.

Never said that it wasn't a rule~

[ Oria looks quite smug about this.

But still, the way Sinclair seems to be out of breath and panting—no, he should pull himself together. ]

Wanna give up then?

[Urk. Sinclair's lips curve downwards into a stubborn little pout. Trust Oria to be smug about this. He's a little breathless again, but he's not giving up so easily. He reaches for the pocky again]

No way. Again.

[If that was the case...]

Fine, fine~ but first--

[ Oria thinks Sinclair is about to do what he did, so he sits on Sinclair's lap again, but a little more properly. He even has a leg crossed over Sinclair's lap. ]

Ready!

[Hey. More cheating.]

You're heavy.

[ Sinclair says he holds the pocky stick to Oria's mouth, flavoured end for Oria and begins again.]

[ Oria looks so offended! But he's not actually offended. ]

Wow, I can't believe you're—

[ Then the pocky stick is in his mouth and Oria starts nibbling to get to the center quickly... or trying. ]

[Uhuh. Sinclair just nibbles down the pocky stick, taking his time until his lips presss against Oria's again. Let's go--]

[ Oria returns the kiss and tries to press in again to put Sinclair's head against the beanbag. His own hands are held together behind his back so that he doesn't even accidentally touch Sinclair with his hands. ]

[Sinclair twists his hands into the beanbag as he presses up, harder more demanding kisses this time. Oria was not getting away with it this time!]

[ Oria tries to push back, but the way Sinclair resists is actually... cute. So earnest. He tries to take him by surprise with a small lick to the lips. ]

[Sinclair tips his head up for that; this time it doesn't take him by surprise. He welcomes it this time by parting his lips, and wondering if he could use his legs at all to coax Oria closer or was he completely pinned like this...]

[ Sinclair could probably bait Oria to get up a little or at least adjust his position so that his leg is no longer in the way. He'd be free to move his legs then. But to do that, he'd have to get the head back to the beanbag again...

When Sinclair parts his lips, Oria goes for it—deepening the kiss immediately. He keeps trying to push back. ]

[Oria can be so pushy sometimes. That's fine. Sinclair can work with this. He lets Oria push him back slowly back into the bean bag, letting Oria direct the pace of the kiss]

[ Oria tries to get Sinclair's head to get against the beanbag again, but while doing so, he fixes the position of his leg so that he's straddling his lap again, but he stands a little so that Sinclair can no longer feel the weight on his legs. The things he must do in an attempt to assert dominance. ]

[Honestly, Oria. He tips his head up further for that, and just presses back a bit more. If he can get enough space between them, he might be able to hook a leg over Oria's hip and drag him in. He can be pretty flexible these days--]

[ Oria is surprised by the sudden leg hooking, because then he just loses his balance and falls right on top of Sinclair. His hands still stay behind his back, but he hasn't broken the kiss just yet.

But he suddenly feels like he's lost and can't seem to regain control, even as he bites Sinclair's bottom lip. ]

[Sinclair is a tiny bit smug. Or maybe a lot smug. When Oria bites his lip, he make as a little noise for it, lips parting as he teases at Oria's lip with his tongue. He keeps one leg firmly wrapped around Oria's hip, his hands pressed behind him to steady himself in the sinking bean bag as he arches up.]

[ ... Okay, he can't keep himself up like this and he might break the kiss if he moves wrong, so he finally frees his own hands to balance himself on both sides of Sinclair's head against the beanbag chair. He's not sure what Sinclair is trying to do with the leg hooking... if there's anything more, Oria seems a little cautious. ]

[That was Sinclair's first aim. He's making this up as he goes along. He kisses Oria more deeply, pushing himself up on his elbows to keep balanced...he's definitely aiming to push Oria off balance as well by positioning himself just so--]

[ Sinclair's movements confuse him. He's not sure what he's trying to do and that frustrates him a little, so he finally breaks the kiss, frowning. ]

If we chip our teeth somehow, that's not my fault.

Mm. But I win this time.

[Cheerful again. He'll unhook his leg from Oria's hip. Confusion tactics are a success]

[ Oria doesn't reach for the pocky this time. Instead, he grabs both of Sinclair's wrists to pin them on the beanbag chairs next to his head and leans in to give him a rough kiss from the get-go. ]

[ He probably should have expected that. He makes a soft, breathless little noise, but welcomes the kiss all the same, closing his eyes and relaxing into it ]

[ It's too bad that the kiss is short, because Oria pulls away just as quickly. ]

You want to fight me in a game that involves kissing?

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