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"Bro, is it gay if we kissed like, on the cheek?"
Josuke was solving some weird ass equation that was driving him insane when Okuyasu asked him that question, out of the blue, making him snort.
"I dunno. Depends", he replied biting his lip not to chuckle. He was already amused at the joke he was planning to make.
"On what?", Okuyasu poked at his own lip with his pen.
"On whether you're gay or not, that's one thing", the blue eyed boy managed to keep his cool.
"Ah-hah, makes sense. What else?"
"On what cheek you're kissing, if this one", he patted his cheek, "or this one", then he reached behind him, grabbing his buttock and bursting into high pitched cackles that immediately infected Okuyasu.
They laughed for several minutes before the laughter died. And still with residual giggles, Okuyasu pushed further.
"No, but really bro. If a dude kissed yer cheek. How would ya react?"
"Mh...", Josuke sighed, still smiling, "I guess I wouldn't sweat on it, honestly. It's just a kiss on the cheek, right?"
"What if I kissed yer cheek?", Okuyasu poked his shoulder and Josuke rolled his eyes.
"Okuyasu, if this whole preamble is only to ask for a kiss on the cheek I swear to god I'll punch your nuts".
"'S not! Honest! I really wanna know?", the other boy raised his hands defensively.
"Hmph. Well", Josuke shrugged, "guess it'd be okay honestly. No biggie".
"And if Koichi did?"
"I can't imagine Koichi kissing me but, I guess the same, it'd be nothing".
"... Mikitaka?"
"Same, Oku".
"Yuya?"
"Same".
"... Tonio?"
"Gah!" Josuke laughed and booped Okuyasu's nose, "is not ~me~ the one he wants to kiss..."
"Huh?"
"Nothing", he giggled, "I guess it'd be fine. In fact Italian people greet with a kiss on each cheek as if it's nothing, really".
"Ah! Yeah, I've heard so. And huh, Jotaro?"
"I don't even think the guy ever managed to use his lips for other than talking down to people or yell at them", the pomp boy grinned, "maybe eating. Not sure about that either".
"He has a daughter, doesn't he?", Okuyasu grinned too.
"Look, is not strictly necessary to use your mouth to make babies", Josuke was laughing again and Okuyasu was nodding, amused.
"In Jotaro's case it must have been binary fission", Oku exclaimed, showing that he wasn't all that bad of a student after all, making Josuke yell with laughter.
Once more, the laughs hadn't entirely gone away when the boy dared,
"Rohan?".
"Ah", Josuke raised a finger, "that I wouldn't accept".
Okuyasu nodded.
"Guess ya hafta like the person at least a bit?"
"Honestly, no. I'd even let a stranger. But I wouldn't let someone who I know is horrible, you know?"
"Yeah, makes sense..."
After a moment of silence, a bit longer this time, the boy with twin scars was still curious about lots of stuff.
"And on the lips?"
A sigh from his friend showed that he was progressively finding the distraction less pleasant.
"I dunno, Oku. I really wouldn't go around kissing people... I mean, I had plenty of chances and still didn't do it, so-", he shrugged.
"Plenty?"
"I mean, yeah. Like, those... Girls. Honestly I don't even want to think about the things they'd let me do if I had interest in it", he wrinkled his nose slightly.
"Lucky", Okuyasu pouted.
"Am I, now? You seem not to care about whoever it is as long as they have a mouth on them, honestly".
"I mean. I mean, yeah, though. Because, I mean", he fidgeted with his pen, "'s not like I'm cute like you are and all. Nobody will ever like me".
"Oh, there he goes, there he goes with the self deprecation", Josuke exclaimed, looking up. "Ya want a kiss? I'll give you a kiss".
"N-no, Josuke--"
"Are you afraid of it being gayyy?", the other boy got closer, smiling with mischief in his eyes.
"Not that, I just... I..."
"What Oku. What!"
"Don't know if I can..."
Suddenly, Josuke went serious and quiet. What did that mean? He frowned.
"Why not? Am I disgusting?"
"NO!", Okuyasu sounded a tad too desperate, so he cleared his throat and waved a hand, "I just never kissed anyone. Like, never. Ever. Not even on the cheek. Not even like, my... Mom, bah, I don't remember".
Well it wasn't like Josuke had a lot of experiences with it either, but he did kiss his mom occasionally, and once he kissed a girl on the cheek when she got him a REALLY expensive gift for Valentine's.
"... Okay, then. Let's go for the cheek. Smash this one, Okuyasu. Gimmie", he offered his cheek, patting the tender flesh softly.
"Mkay..."
It was a nothing. A little peck shorter than a blink but Okuyasu turned red and Josuke wasn't better. Although, at least the pomp boy was a pro at joking around to ease his nerves.
"Oh, god, I got wet!"
"Shuddup!", Okuyasu punched his arm, then covered his cheeks with his hands.
"Hahah... So... Now. Huh, kiss... Kiss my hand, Oku".
"What?", the other boy blinked, even tilted his head slightly, like the smartest dog ever.
"Gimme lotsa kisses in different places until you get used, then we kiss on the lips and we discover it wasn't that gay after all!"
"... As long as you don't make me kiss yer ass or dick..."
"Scout's honour!"
"Mkay...", Okuyasu mumbled something before taking the hand Josuke was offering in his.
It was a very pretty hand. Pale, with long fingers. Okuyasu's were darker and rougher, yet elegant in their own way. Strong knuckles and popping veins that Josuke always considered ~very kewl~.
Hesitating for a moment, he took a deep breath and then took that soft hand to his lips, kissing right above the middle knuckle. Josuke giggled and when Okuyasu looked at him, he noticed he was blushing, embarrassed.
Just because they were trying to get used to kisses, Okuyasu turned that hand upside down, now starring at the palm. Before he could think too much, he planted a kiss on the middle of the palm, and Josuke stopped giggling.
He was smiling though, when Okuyasu looked up. Smiling back, the scarred boy placed a kiss on the tip on his index finger. The way Josuke's smile twitched before he bit his lip emboldened him to kiss the tip of every single finger.
"... Now?"
"M-my nose", Josuke stuttered, and this time it was Okuyasu's turn to grin with mischief. It was funny, how nervous Josuke had gotten with just a few pecks.
He leaned in very close, the pale brown of his irises locked with the blue of Josuke's for a long moment before he closed his eyes and tilted his head to kiss the bridge of Josuke's nose.
The other made a soft, tiny, almost inaudible little whine, and Okuyasu then kissed the tip of that adorable nose.
He felt Josuke's hot breath on his face when he let out a shaky sigh.
"Now..?"
"... The... Neck?"
Josuke tilted his face to the side, and exposed his pale throat. Oku thought that any vampire would be salivating at the sight of it. Because he wasn't a vampire and he sure was drooling.
He swallowed hard and leaned in until he pressed his lips firmly on Josuke's warm skin, and he could have sworn he felt Josuke's rapid heartbeat on his lips. He proceeded then to pepper that lovely throat with sweet, loving pecks, and he felt he was ready for the cherry on top.
"Now the lips?", he asked in a whisper.
"Please~"
It was a beg that died soon in Okuyasu's mouth. The kiss was actually as innocent and tender as all the others, and lasted only a few seconds. But when they parted, Josuke was all half lidded and pouty, and Okuyasu grinning like an idiot.
"It's really gay", he chuckled and Josuke closed his eyes, wincing and pouting.
"Yeah and you bastard better don't do that with anyone but me!!"