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For some time now, a popular trend had taken hold among the students of Anakt Garden: mouth-to-mouth contact.
No one knew for sure what that meant or why they were doing it. In theory, it should be something considered disgusting — A simple joining of the lips? Okay, but adding tongue to this equation? Yuck!
However, despite this thought, to all the people who had asked, everyone said that it was good. Incredibly good.
And that fact just didn't enter Till's poor mind, who genuinely couldn't understand how touching his own lips to someone else's could be so good that everyone in Anakt was doing it.
"It must be the feeling." Ivan responds simply when Till questions him about it.
"It doesn't make sense! There shouldn't be anything special."
"And how would you know? Did you do this to anyone?"
Thus, Till fell silent. A few days had passed since the blackness came to meet them, asking them to also participate in the phenomenon that was taking over the garden. Together.
And the minor deviated from the subject, offering the solution that he would do this on Ivan's birthday. Even though he doesn't have a birthday.
" No, but...argh, I just feel like it can't be that good, okay?!" After a quiet time, Till replied.
"Hmm, got it." The other got up from where he was lying on the artificial grass, leaning his back against the tree trunk, just like Till was doing. "I read in a book that this is called kissing, some humans did this before."
" Kiss?" He repeats the word with some uncertainty, the pronunciation seeming strange in his tongue.
"Uhum. It's a kind of ritual, they didn't just do it by bringing their lips together, they did it all over their bodies, especially on the forehead and cheek." Ivan gets a little closer, tilting his torso so that it is just a few centimeters away from the shorter boy's ear." It is used to show affection for those you care about."
Till felt his cheeks burn in response to the other's words, not really understanding the reason for that reaction.
"Bullshit!" He pushes Ivan with one hand, rising at the speed of light to establish a distance between the two.
"What was-"
"You with your nonsense!" Without thinking much, he stuck his tongue out at Ivan before heading furiously towards the dorms, leaving behind an extremely confused and alone Ivan sitting under the tree who had already shared so many moments together.
Ivan always tested his patience, at that point it had already become his hobby! But not today, Till wouldn't allow that!
As soon as he arrived at his dorm, he got under the covers and remained there without moving a single muscle, waiting for his late afternoon sleep to catch up with him and finally get a well-deserved rest from all the practical and theoretical classes of the week.
He waited five minutes, which became ten and suddenly thirty minutes had passed, and there was no indication that his sleep would come so soon. He blamed Ivan, after all, it was always his fault when something was wrong with Till —. At least, most of the time.
He would be lying if he said he wasn't at all curious about what he discovered today was called kissing. At first I thought the idea was disgusting, having to share saliva with someone else's seemed extremely repulsive in many ways, even imagining it with Mizi didn't feel right, it didn't alleviate the fact that it still felt disgusting.
Still, after a while, the idea started to seem...interesting. Among Anakt's students, many, many fashions had been popular with them since Till was a little child, but none of them had lasted much longer than four days.
It was a totally different case from that kiss. It had been almost two weeks since it had started and they remained interested in it.
It didn't matter where I was going, whether in the cafeteria, in the garden, in the classrooms, at some point someone would be touching their lips to someone else's. This was driving Till completely crazy.
The curiosity, the thought of what it must feel like to have someone's lips next to yours, how the idea seemed so strange, but at the same time extremely good. An act that seemed to exude so much affection between some people, that Till could only dream of being able to experience something similar.
If this was an act that humans used in the past to show affection, show their love through physical manifestations with other people, special people-
He knew well who he should try this with.
It was because of this realization, something he knew deep in his chest, he just needed to realize it, that he found himself in front of Ivan's bedroom door, his hand raised a few centimeters away from the door, before touching the surface three times of wood and wait for it to be opened.
It only took a few seconds for him to hear some sounds inside the room, the door was opened, revealing the figure of Ivan, with sleepy eyes staring at Till as if he didn't know if it was a dream or not. " Till?"
" Yeah, yeah." He took the liberty of passing him, entering the room and locking the door behind him, looking at him with a fierce look. "You put this idea in my head and now it's your responsibility"
"What are you talking about?"
"Kiss!" The smaller one approached the other, which the black man responded with a defensive step back. "Let's do it!"
His black eyes widened at Till's words, his red pupils seemed to glow with surprise and something he couldn't identify under the darkness of the room. For what seemed like the first time in his life, Ivan had no words prepared on the tip of his tongue, too astonished to be able to formulate any coherent sentence.
Till, taking advantage of this, grabbed the front of the boy's white shirt between his wrists, pressing their bodies together so that the lack of closeness was nothing more than an old problem between them. He felt the way the heat emanating from Ivan's body enveloped him in a protective way, it felt so right.
"Till, did something happen? I don't think you're thinking straight. Was it lunch? You said it didn't taste good-"
"Shut up for a second, please." Till interrupted him before he even finished the sentence, he was too anxious to hear Ivan's ramblings. " I'm completely fine, okay?! I just want to do that!"
The silence that continued after his statement was enough for him to interpret that, in fact, Ivan was just joking with him. It was very likely that he was just saying that he wanted to do that to Till so he could irritate him and get some reaction from Till, playing with his feelings as he always did because Ivan was a sadistic idiot.
"Oh, you don't want to, right? I should have imagined." He began to walk away, head down with the realization that the other didn't want to do that, the humiliation of having left his own room until now only to discover that it was nothing more than a joke stunning his brain.
" Wait!"His exit was prevented with a hand gently wrapping around his wrist, pulling him close to Ivan again." That's not it! I was just...just surprised."
At that moment, something seemed different, extremely different from usual. Ivan's expression, usually so calm and serene, with that beautiful trained smile that he presented to everyone every day being replaced by a raw expression of genuine shock on his features, a kind of desire also mixing on his face.
" So...how does it work?"
"Come here." Ivan led them both towards the bed in the corner of the room, making them both sit facing each other on the mattress. Those black eyes stared at Till with so much longing that it sent goosebumps all over his body. "Close your eyes, just relax... okay?"
He did exactly as he was told, his eyelids hiding his view of the outside world as he closed his eyes, focusing part of his attention on his own breathing with the intention of relaxing. His ears caught the sound of the bed creaking as Ivan leaned forward with the support of both hands, his warm breath meeting Till's each time he got closer.
The seconds seemed to become hours, the wait making his body vibrate with anxiety.
My God, was he doing something wrong? But he wasn't doing anything! Is Ivan pretending to do something? God, Till is going to choke him-
Oh.
Oh.
Finally the other's lips met his in a soft seal, the sensation seemed almost ghostly because of how soft the touch was. As quickly as it happened, the junction of the lips dissipated, leaving behind only the sensation of the soft lips against his.
"Why didn't you continue?# Till questions as Ivan straightens up again, surprised to be greeted by the sight of the other's face completely red, as well as his own pupils.
Lovely, Till thought.
" Sorry, I thought-you didn't like it."
" Dumb. " Till snorted, but without any real irritation in his voice. In an act of courage, he approached Ivan, using his hands to crawl on the mattress and further reduce the distance between them, which was no longer much.
The greenish orbs were quickly drawn towards Ivan's lips, which seemed extremely attractive, the only thing Till could pay attention to at that moment. Driven solely by instinct, he imitated Ivan's previous action, connecting his lips once again with a little more brutality, practically crushing them against each other in an awkward kiss.
They both closed their eyes and let the moment be conducted solely on impulse, their bodies entangled in a messy and cozy embrace without ever moving their faces away.
They repeated that process more times than they could count, trying several other ways, sometimes they gave quick kisses without pauses, other times they just let their lips meet and remained that way, just moving their heads every now and then to feel even more.
It was good, very good. It was sweet, although it tasted like nothing more and nothing less than saliva with a small mint essence from both of their toothpastes occasionally.
They hadn't tried much more than the union of mouths, bits, that's what Ivan called it. Till thought the name was funny.
After a while, Ivan's hands wrapped around the other boy's waist, leading him onto his own body as he lay down completely on the mattress in search of a more comfortable position for both of them.
"Open your mouth." Ivan whispered between them when they finally walked away.
Automatically, he obeyed, his mind clouded, without coherent thoughts. It didn't take more than a few seconds for him to feel something hot and wet enter his mouth, he let out a moan of surprise when he realized that it was Ivan's tongue, exploring everywhere he could.
If before Ivan was hesitant, too shy to press his lips together a little harder, now it was completely different. The eagerness and desire overflowed between them at that act, the boy's tongue moved anxiously and clumsily against his own, highlighting their lack of skill.
And even though the saliva ran a little from his lips towards his chin, the clumsy movements and, occasionally, the tapping of teeth between them, nothing seemed disgusting, if anything, it seemed extremely pleasant, sending sparks of unknown feelings throughout his body. of the youngest, who clung to Ivan as if the world was going to end.
The refreshing flavor of mint was now much more evident, giving a special touch to the act, which became more addictive with each passing second. They exchanged these and other caresses until dawn, hugs while waiting for their breathing to regulate again, or stroking each other's locks from time to time.
At some point in the morning, tiredness finally reached them both, inducing them to sleep until dawn arrived, indicated by the garden lights that appeared again, revealing that breakfast time was approaching.
They woke up with their bodies still intertwined, Till on top of Ivan's body, who was already looking at him as if he were carrying the stars and galaxies in his greenish eyes.
"Tonight, same time?"
"Tonight, same time."
Nothing more needed to be said. For the first time, they both knew what they wanted and what they wanted to say, and the need to do it again didn't need to be verbalized. They exchanged a quick saddle before getting up to take the mandatory classes of the day, anxious for the night to come again and they could enjoy the warmth of their bodies together, sharing the affection that they both so longed for.