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Kaiser let out a deep breath as he sat on the sofa, his elbows resting on his thighs, which were spread open. The match they had was slightly rougher than usual. He and, especially, Ness were tense. The pair had decided that they would have a drink to cool, calm, and collect themselves.
Ness brought the alcohol along with some wine glasses, and placed it on their luxurious glass table. "Did you think we'd lose, Ness?" Kaiser asked as he held his hand out, inviting Ness to sit next to him. As Ness sat beside Kaiser, he could feel the sofa sink—he stared at the TV infront of them; it was playing some show Kaiser liked. He grabbed the alcohol and opened it, but as he grabbed the wine glass to pour some into it, Kaiser grabbed him by his hair and pushed him back to the sofa. His full back was lying on the sofa now, as Kaiser stared down at him, gaze heavy. "Leave it. The alcohol, leave it for now. I asked you something. Didn't I?" Kaiser snapped. His grip on Ness's hair was tight. They were directly looking at eachother's pupils. "...No, Kaiser." Ness mumbled. "Don't lie to me. You were fucking freaking out." His grip tightens; by now he was pulling Ness's skin as well. "I was, I was, Kaiser. Kaiser, Kaiser I kept messing up my passes... Kaiser... I thought we were gonna lose." he spilt, words getting caught in his throat. His eyes were watering up now; some tears trailed down his cheeks. Kaiser lets go of his hair. "Just believe in me. I told you, nothing's impossible for me." he reminded Ness. Ness was wiping his tears with his palms. He was trying to control his breathing, to even it out. "You look pathetic." Kaiser claimed as he gave Ness a tissue.
Kaiser grabs the open alcohol bottle and drinks from it. It was bitter and caused his throat to burn, yet he chugged down about half of the bottle. He doesn't get easily drunk, but this one was strong. Ness had gotten upright, Kaiser could still see some tears he failed to wipe, and how he was staring at him as he drank. He gave Ness the bottle, as he swung back onto the sofa. "Fuck..." he exhaled. "Finish the bottle off, Ness." he ordered. Ness nodded and took small sips until he finished it. His head was spinning—he grabbed the table for support and had his eyes shut. Kaiser's laugh was running in his head and ears. "I'm so fucking dizzy, ah... It must be worse for you, yeah? You can barely even handle a shot." He started laughing again right after saying the last bit. "Here, lay back, you'll slam into the table." He said as he grabbed Ness by the waist to pull him back down, again onto the sofa. But this time with Kaiser. "Kaiser..." Ness exhales, almost sounding like a plea. "Mmm?" Kaiser cooed. "Kaiser, Kaiser..." He turned to face Kaiser; his face was close to Kaiser's neck. He could bury it in there if he wanted, but would he do it without permission? No. He stared. "Kaiser? Kaiser? Can I?" he requested. "What?" Kaiser was confused. "Can I... my face, hands, fingers? ... there? You?" he requested, again. Kaiser got it. He wanted to touch Kaiser, to bury himself into Kaiser's neck.
"Go for it."
Ness slowly nuzzles himself into Kaiser's neck. Kaiser was cold, and his breathing was slow. Ness's breathing was picking up some pace; he was overwhelmed. From the emotions from earlier, and now Kaiser letting him touch him, letting him rest against him, letting his breath meet his body. He slowly lifts his hand, and makes his way to Kaiser's shoulder, and rests it on it. He steadies himself and pushes his face more into Kaiser's neck, he tries to go even deeper. It's like he's trying to go into something that's closed up, something barricaded. He uses his other hand to grab onto the side of Kaiser's shirt. His breath on Kaiser's neck was hot and warm. He lets out a few whimpers that were muffled into Kaiser's neck, which Kaiser immediately hears. He doesn't know how to react. This is the first time someone had ever started crying while being buried in his neck. He resorts to his usual tactics. He pulls Ness back by his hair, again. They were face to face, once again. Ness's face was red, and he was looking at Kaiser with his teary puppy eyes—his pupils were endlessly shaking, eyelashes wet and glittery, and his lips—the bottom was red, swollen even, with some blood slowly forming on them—he had been biting them. "...Kaiser... Kaiser? My head hurts, overwhelmed? Kaiser... I'm overwhelmed..." he pants out. His shaky hands worked as much as they could to get rid of the tears that were rapidly falling from his eyes, down his cheeks, and onto the sofa—leaving a stain.
Kaiser is in total confusion; he's already half drunk, and he can barely process how to deal with this. With Ness. Again, he acts on instinct—he pushes Ness onto the sofa, this time his whole body is on it, its pushed against the cushions, and Kaiser lies on top of him. One of his thighs was between Ness's legs, and the other was out. Ness can't escape, though; if he could, he wouldn't. Both of their eyes were shot wide open, their breathing was heavy. Kaiser brings out his tattooed arm. He brings his fingers to Ness's face. He places it on Ness's lips. Stinging Ness; he pushes back the blood from escaping. Ness's whole face was messed up: alcohol, sweat, tears, and blood. Everywhere. He puts his thumb in the corner of Ness's mouth, and pulls it a bit. He leans in slowly. Kaiser clashes his mouth with Ness's.
His other hand grabs Ness by the hair; this time his touch was gentler, yet it showed his control. He pushed his head deeper into the sofa. Ness closed his eyes. He took it; he took Kaiser's mouth, Kaiser's lips, Kaiser's tongue, Kaiser's kiss, and tried to kiss him back. Ness's fingers tangled inside Kaiser's collar, bringing Kaiser closer to him. Kaiser's eyes remained open. What's his reaction going to be? Kaiser breaks this kiss; he fixes his position. His weight was on Ness's thigh. A trail of saliva mixed with the blood from Ness's lips and the alcohol they had shared earlier follows him as he leaves. Ness was panting, and so was Kaiser. They were both confused, but only Ness would admit it. "...Kaiser?" he pants while his fingers slide down Kaiser's chest. "I... you?" Kaiser stumbled over his words. He pushes his hair back; the beautifully layered hair slowly falls down again. Ness was still beneath him, waiting for a confirmation of what this was. "Was I your first?" Kaiser questions. Ness's body got warmer; he took his eyes off Kaiser for a moment to adjust himself, then locked them with his right back again. "Kiss? Yeah... yeah... Kaiser, you're my first." Kaiser was Ness's first in alot of things. He was the first to ever believe in Ness, and that meant everything to Ness. "Am I? Am I... yours? Kaiser? Your first kiss?" Ness asked; he knew Kaiser had kissed others before—infact, he had seen it happen, yet, he still asked. "No." Kaiser exhaled. This kiss wasn't like others Kaiser had given out before; those exchanges were filled with lust and other desires. But this kiss he shared with Ness was something new; it was unfamiliar. He hadn't felt this before. It was love. But Kaiser was perplexed. He couldn't recognize the love he felt—the love poured into his heart by Ness.