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“Bro, have you had your first kiss yet?” Shang Qinghua asked from his position on the floor. Shen Yuan spluttered, then threw a pillow at Shang Qinghua, who squeaked upon impact.
“Obviously I have! We’re in university, dumbass! Haven’t you?” Shen Yuan lied through his teeth. In truth, he rarely left his house unless it was for class, or because Shang Qinghua dragged him out to do something. He knew Shang Qinghua knew this, but still made an attempt to save face.
Based on the stare Shang Qinghua leveled him, he failed miserably at that.
“Neither have I. What do you think it actually feels like?” This earned Shang Qinghua another pillow to the head.
“Obviously you haven’t! Who would kiss a hack author like you?!” Shen Yuan yelled, feeling his face begin to heat. “It feels like a kiss! What do you think a kiss feels like?! Like a kiss, idiot!!” Shang Qinghua grinned at him, and inched closer to Shen Yuan’s position on the couch.
“Come onnn, A-Yuan,” he said in a sing-song voice, which caused Shen Yuan to feel a sense of dread. He was about to make an unreasonable request if he was calling him ‘A-Yuan’, and unfortunately Shen Yuan somehow always gave in to said request. “You always complain about my writing, so help a bro out! Kiss me so I know how to describe it! Since you’ve kissed someone, surely kissing me will mean nothing to you! It’s just a kiss, after all.”
Shen yuan planted a socked foot square against Shang Qinghua’s face, and pushed him back. “Find someone else! I’m straight, I’m not going to kiss a hack like you!” Shen Yuan’s face was definitely a shade of red, embarrassment at this conversation seeping out of him.
Grabbing Shen Yuan’s foot, Shang Qinghua pulled it down from his face to his chest so he could speak: “Bro. It’s just a kiss, why are you making it seem like such a big deal? It’s not your first kiss or anything, so it shouldn’t even matter. Only a gay in denial would freak out this much,” Shang Qinghua rolled his eyes as emphasis, before continuing. “Your problem isn’t that I’m a man, but that I’m a hack author? Well kiss me and I’ll fix my ways. It won’t mean anything, A-Yuan, so just kiss me.”
Shen Yuan knew Shang Qinghua was just trying to get a rise out of him here. He knew Shang Qinghua wasn’t actually interested in kissing him, and that if he did kiss him, he would still remain a hack author (a single kiss could never fix his lack of knowledge about sex, after all!). If he agreed to kiss Shang Qinghua, he’d get flustered and change his mind.
Having decided to bully Shang Qinghua, he pushed his foot against his chest with barely any force, then replied: “You want me to kiss you? Get up here. I’ll kiss you, A-Hua.”
Exactly as he had expected, Shang Qinghua’s face exploded with red, stuttering out a reply that wasn’t quite understandable. Exactly as planned, he responded with: “What was that, A-Hua? I couldn’t quite understand you. Are you that excited to kiss me?” in the smoothest voice he could muster. He may have steeled himself to tease Shang Qinghua, but he still had to actually say these embarrassing things out loud!
After a moment of opening and closing his mouth like a fish, Shang Qinghua dropped Shen Yuan’s foot and mechanically stood up, walked the one step to the couch, and sat down next to Shen Yuan.
“T-then… How do we do this?” he asked Shen Yuan. This was not as he expected. He did not have any sort of plan for this!
Shen Yuan was freaking out inside, but he did agree to it, and he couldn’t back out now, or else it’d make him look bad (even if it was just in Shang Qinghua’s eyes), so he adjusted how he was sitting, turning to face Shang Qinghua on the couch. He motioned for him to do the same, and then they sat there in quiet a moment, avoiding each other’s eyes.
“I guess we just… Now… Right?” Shang Qinghua finally said, glancing towards Shen Yuan’s lips, which were held between his teeth as he contemplated how to kiss Shang Qinghua. Shen Yuan glanced towards Shang Qinghua’s lips as well, which were chapped and slightly parted as he waited for Shen Yuan’s response.
“Yeah…We just… If you’re ready,” Shen Yuan muttered, glancing up towards Shang Qinghua’s eyes for a second, before looking back down at his lips. Shang Qinghua nodded slowly, and began to move closer to Shen Yuan.
Shen Yuan couldn’t bear to watch, and so his eyes shut as he prepared himself. Slowly, too slowly if you asked Shen Yuan, Shang Qinghua moved closer until he finally pressed their lips together. It was a gentle press, Shen Yuan might not have noticed had he not been anticipating it, and it was too shy. Shang Qinghua used the excuse of learning how to write better, and this kiss, if it could even be called that, wasn’t going to help at all.
As Shang Qinghua began to pull away, Shen Yuan grabbed his face and pulled him back, into a more concrete kiss. A firm press against the other’s lips. Shang Qinghua gasped, his mouth opening slightly, and fuck it, if they were going to kiss they were going to kiss for real. Shen Yuan pushed his tongue out between their lips, licking Shang Qinghua’s bottom lip in warning before proceeding to fully shove his tongue into his mouth. Shang Qinghua’s jaw twitched like he was going to bite down, but managed to refrain. Instead, he gripped onto Shen Yuan’s biceps and leaned into the kiss more, moving his tongue to press against Shen Yuan’s, occasionally sticking his tongue into Shen Yuan’s mouth as well.
Neither knew how to kiss. They both got their information from the trash novels they read and porn they watched, so of course it didn’t feel very pleasant to kiss, all they did was rub their tongues against each other for 20 seconds. When they pulled away, rather than looking sexily disheveled like Shang Qinghua had expected, they both just looked disgruntled and confused. They let their hands fall away from one another and sat in silence, contemplating what about that would be enjoyable to others.
Shang Qinghua pulled out his phone, opening up a search query, and muttered: “We had to have done that wrong.” Shen Yuan just nodded in response, then leaned over Shang Qinghua’s shoulder to see what he had found.
They did a quick read of answers on a forum post, and silently agreed to try the kiss again.
They were sitting close enough to each other that when they turned to face one another again, their knees brushed. Shang Qinghua jerked away at first but quickly returned to his position facing Shen Yuan. Shen Yuan gently placed a hand on Shang Qinghua’s cheek, placing the other on the back of his neck, and Shang Qinghua reciprocated by placing a hand on Shen Yuan’s thigh, with the other on his shoulder.
Positions chosen, they finally leaned in again, this time remembering the advice given on the forum post. Lips slightly parted, wrapped around one lip of the other, and don’t forget to slightly tilt your heads to not smash your noses together. Shen Yuan sucked on Shang Qinghua’s bottom lip, then pulled away ever so slightly before pressing his lips back against Shang Qinghua. They continued to repeat this process, switching which lip they were sucking on occasionally, before they tried to include tongue again.
With the help of the forum advice, which much of was just ‘go with the flow and what you both think feels good, don’t think too much’, they finally got into a proper rhythm, and were actually enjoying making out with each other.
They pulled away after five minutes, as air became a bit too limited, but didn’t part too much. In the process of making out, Shang Qinghua’s hands found themselves holding Shen Yuan’s hips, and had tugged him closer every so often. Shen Yuan’s hands were gripped in Shang Qinghua’s hair at the back of his head, which he kept tugging on to make Shang Qinghua open his mouth more for him.
They sat there on the couch, foreheads pressed together panting into one another’s mouth, and this time they looked properly disheveled in a sexy way like Shang Qinghua had hoped.
“Bro…” Shang Qinghua began. “I think I get why people like kissing now…” He started rubbing circles into Shen Yuan’s hips with his thumbs, which caused Shen Yuan to shutter in response.
“Now your kiss scenes should get better, at least,” Shen Yuan replied. He couldn’t muster the energy to feel embarrassed, especially not with the way Shang Qinghua was touching him made him feel so relaxed.
“Mm… I’m not sure… I think I need to make out with you a few more times before I can really find the right words for it…” Had Shen Yuan’s face been able to get more red, it would have, but it couldn’t. Shang Qinghua had opened his mouth to say something more but Shen Yuan didn’t want to hear whatever flirtatious remark would come next so he quickly kissed Shang Qinghua quiet.
Of course, when he felt the way Shang Qinghua smiled against him, he realized he had fallen into his trap. Fine, he’ll give Shang Qinghua this win, as long as it meant he could use this way to shut him up in the future, too.