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Phainon also remembered quite well the first time they kissed.
Obviously, they had been sparring, because most of their free time was doing that anyway. The heat episode had passed several months before this day, and Phainon had indulged in taking his shirt more often when he felt like teasing Mydei, which he was doing yet again.
That day, though, Mydei seemed even more eager to defeat him, which was honestly surprising as they had been mostly bantering and enjoying themselves during these sessions for quite sometime. At some point Phainon was actually overwhelmed, recoiling until he reached the wall of the training ground. He was very happy he dodged Mydei's fist, as it did crack the wall right next to his head.
“Wow, Mydei, you sure are fierce today.” Phainon teased, chuckling nervously.
Mydei snorted. “Well, one of us has been following our training schedule properly, while the other was over thirty minutes late.”
“Well, I was asked assistance and helped someone at the market…” Phainon scratched his head “Are you mad because I haven't apologized? I'm sorry if you were too bored waiting for me.”
“Assistance. Carrying shopping bags for a healthy girl seems in fact extremely important for the Flame Chase.” Mydei huffed, moving back to the center of the training ground.
If Phainon didn't know any better, he'd say Mydei was… jealous? Which would be weird, since obviously Phainon's crush was one sided. Obviously. Or…
No, he shouldn't dive there. They had a mission, they didn't have time or room for that sort of thing.
“Well, she had said it was important and I believed it… but when it was carrying shopping bags I hurried along and told her she was making me late to my appointment.” Phainon watched as Mydei walked away, curious.
“Whatever, not like I care.”
Phainon muffled a chuckle, knowing well that if Mydei didn't care, he wouldn't be talking about it. “Fine then. Here's round two!”
He took a chance with Mydei being distracted, tackling him from behind. He didn't count on the Kremnoan’s reflexes, though, and got not only sidestepped, but he was grabbed by his waist and tossed mercilessly on the ground with a grunt. Mydei was then on top of him, pinning his arms above his head with a furious expression on his very close face.
“Stupid HKS, you are just too nice to everyone else and so they abuse of it.” He glared.
Phainon couldn't pay attention though, as his heart hammering on his chest was nearly louder than Mydei's words. He gulped, looking from Mydei's lips to his eyes, unsure of what he was thinking about as he spotted the Kremnoan doing the same. He lifted his head slightly, and that was enough for Mydei to close the distance, touching their lips.
It was much softer than Phainon expected, Mydei's lips and kiss. They fit nicely together, and it made goosebumps travel down his body. Mydei, however, widened his eyes as he pulled away barely a few seconds after, clearly going to escape. Phainon wouldn't have that, so he tossed his arms around Mydei's neck and pulled him back down, kissing him again, slowly, exploringly. Phainon hadn't kissed many times before, but he didn't care about his inexperience as the feeling of his crush’s lips on his was more than enough to give him bravery.
Mydei didn't fight for release or attempted to resist, only tilting his head to fit his lips better with Phainon's. After a few chaste pecks, he slid his tongue on Phainon's lower lip, who promptly opened his mouth to give him entrance. As their tongues touched, the control they had slipped away, deepening the kiss firmly as they both started fighting for dominance over it, as if they were starving for such contact.
Phainon wrapped his arms more firmly around Mydei, making their bodies flush against each other, both their chests raising and falling rapidly as their breath started going away. Neither of them wanted to break the kiss, clearly, maybe afraid of what would happen once they did so.
Phainon reached his limit first, letting slightly go from Mydei to pull back, completely breathless. Mydei opened his eyes, and they stared at each other wordless, evaluating what to do next.
Mydei smirked then. “You lose again, Deliverer. You need to improve your breathing if you want to match me.”
Phainon gaped and then quickly chuckled, pinching Mydei's back playfully. “You know what they say, Mydeimos. Only with a lot of practice can one improve in their failures.” He grinned.
Getting the message, Mydei grinned and kissed him again and again, until they were both too breathless and hot to carry on.