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The player glanced away, trying to hide how flustered he was. “...Maybe.”
“So then answer my question.” Regect teased. “Or am I gonna have to make you?”
Ze blinked and leveled him with another glare. “And how are you going to achieve that, hm? Gonna reveal your secret mind reading powers?”
Regect laughed. “If only I did. It would make everything a lot easier.” He couldn’t help the way his eyes trailed down Ze’s face. They were so close. Does he have the courage to do it? Ze wasn’t pulling away. If anything, he leaned towards him too. “Regardless, I could think of a few ways.”
“And what are those?” Ze replied immediately.
“Wouldn’t you like to know.” Regect smiled at the playful scowl set across the player’s face at his own words being used against him.
“That’s why I’m asking, jackass.” Ze gave him a charming smirk, one that Regect wanted nothing more than to map out with his own mouth. His hands wouldn’t be enough.
He bit his lip, stopping him from saying all his incriminating thoughts out loud and to stop his own body from betraying him with actions of their own. Shit, he should just do it. The look Ze was giving him basically begged him to at this point.
Carefully, Regect brought his hand up off of their conjoined hands and set it upon the side of Ze’s face. The player didn’t move. Not even a twitch of an eye. He just continued to smile at him, his own eyes darting down and coming back up.
“I can just show you, instead.” Regect offered. “I’m more of a…tactile learner anyways.”
Ze tried to stop himself from quietly chuckling at the comment but Regect felt his warm breath hitting his face despite it. That’s how close they were. Fuck his depth perception. He’d probably miss if he went in right now between that and his nerves.
The player opened his mouth to respond but stopped himself. His eyes darted around Regect’s face, not quite meeting his eye. Was this too much? Was he pushing it? Had he misread the situation?
“You…” Ze stalled.
“I?” Regect offered.
“Yeah. You.” He grinned.
“Me.”
“Regect, are you gonna do it or wha-”
The entity moved forward and collided with Ze’s face. Ze let out a surprised noise before moving his hands to Regect’s shoulders and pushed against them. Regect immediately backed up. He could think of something poetic like how he could still feel the warmth from Ze’s lips, but he didn’t stay long enough to find out, and his nerves were completely shot. He didn’t feel anything. Chud.
“I, uh…” Regect could barely come up with a justification for the sudden action. But he didn’t need to as Ze quickly amended the distance between them and (much more gently than Regect) kissed him.
Regect’s hands came back up to cup Ze’s face as he gave way to the kiss. He should be paying attention right now. Soaking in every little detail. Every little movement, sound, feeling, ect. Right as his conscious thought could catch up to the moment, Ze pulled away with a smile.
“Next time, don’t try and break my nose, please?” He suggested.
“Next time?!” Regect’s tail was doing flips behind him with how fast he was wagging it.
Ze rolled his eyes. “Yes, next time-”
“So I can do that again?” Regect asked hopefully.
“No.” He responded, sarcastically.
Regect pouted. He couldn’t do it for long as Ze kissed him again.
“You’re such an idiot.” He moved his hands up Regect’s shoulders. “I can’t even stay mad at you. Much less, fake mad.”
The tail slapping against the side of the bench might as well have been covering up Ze’s voice with how softly he spoke. Regect grinned widely, an expression that definitely looked stupid and out of place in the moment, but it didn’t deter Ze from continuing the path his hands were on to cup Regect’s jaw and pull him in again. He couldn’t even beat him to kissing him first anymore.
It was better than anything he could have imagined. Who knew Ze’s lips were so soft. He half expected them to be chapped, but it seems the guy really was back on track to taking care of himself again. It didn’t matter. Regect would’ve eaten him up anyway.
Regect tilted his head slightly and deepened the kiss, eliciting another surprised noise from Ze. The player’s hands moved around to the back of his neck to keep him there. Little did he know, Regect wasn’t planning on moving anytime soon. His claws hooked around the belt loops of Ze’s jeans and pulled his body as close as he could while still sitting on the bench. He could feel Ze’s teeth hit his briefly as he smiled at the movement. Regect used it as an excuse to enter his tongue into the equation, further melding them together as far as humanly possible. Ze responded by scooting closer and putting a leg over one of his own. God, he needed him even closer.
His fingers trailed the skin exposed at the bottom of his hoodie. The back of his claws trailed up his spine, causing Ze to gasp into his mouth. Ze moved his head to further smush himself against Regect’s lips as his fingers shifted through invisible hair, pulling at his scalp to make him open his mouth. Regect was already two steps ahead and immediately pushed his tongue past the barrier between them to map out parts that only he would have access to. He’ll make sure to memorize everything.
A camera shutter sounded off behind them, making them both jump to unsuccessfully detangle themselves from each other. They whipped their heads around to see Moe staring deadpan out at the valley past them like they weren’t even there.
“MOE, WHAT THE FUCK?!” Regect yelled, out of breath.
She shrugged and honked that they might like the picture. Plus it’s golden hour. So…
Regect wasn’t aware that humans could growl until Ze was launching himself back over the bench to chase Moe back down the trail, yelling at her to delete those pictures. The entity laughed to himself. He hoped Moe was faster so he could see the pictures later.