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Hinata giggles in between kisses at first. Their lips move questioningly, urgently and when they separate, Hinatas eyes flick open and make eye contact before he erupts into giggles.
Tobio doesn’t know what to make of it, wondering if the kisses they shared were so elementary that Shoyo felt the need to make his inexperience known. But then he catches the gleam in Shoyos eyes and feels Shoyos hands come up to cup his face and he leans forward to press a kiss on the corner of Tobio mouth, along his jaw, against his top lip, and finally on to his mouth.
His lips are warm and his hands are cool against Tobios rapidly heating skin. Although he hasn’t kissed anyone like this in a long time, Shoyo seems sure of himself and well versed enough for the both of them, moving confidently. The tips of his fingers brush against Tobios hair as Shoyos tongue licks into his mouth, the action making Tobio involuntarily tighten his grip on the other boys waist.
He can feel Shoyo smile against his lips. And something cracks and shatters deep inside Tobio as he comes to a realization of just how much he likes Hinata Shoyo.
How badly he wants to hear Shoyo laugh into that secret space between them again, how desperately he wants to kiss Shoyo over and over again, until his cheeks are flushed and his lips taste of sunshine. He wants to grab Shoyos hands and kiss every fingertip, to kiss the calluses on his palms, to kiss his collarbones and the freckles on his shoulders.
And Tobio was a quick and dedicated study. He wanted to give Shoyo back the same feeling that was currently playing on loop deep inside his stomach.
He tugged Shoyo even closer to him, one hand tracing up his back, feeling the press and flex of Shoyos back muscles before cupping the back of his head and deepening the kiss. Shoyo made a small satisfied sound in the back of his throat and slipped his arms around Tobios neck, drawing them closer for a time and then back apart again.
Tobio sucked in a breath, his heart was fluttering concernedly in his chest and the stupid grin on Shoyos face was not making it any easier for him to catch his breath.
“I knew you liked me Tobio-kun but I didn’t know you liked me that much,” Shoyo said mischievously.
Up to then Tobio didn’t think his face could get more flushed, but he felt another wave of heat wash over him as he looked into Shoyos face and saw unbridled affection there.
“Shut up Shoyo,” he grumbled, and Shoyo laughed again, a light sound that trickled across Tobios skin before he leaned back in once more.
End.