Kissing...
Dec. 9th, 2001 06:42 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
butterflyI am now officially writing about something that I have no actual experience in. And this one is four paragraphs. Ooo.
He'd always thought that kissing was overrated. Just an excuse not to get on to the more important things, like groping and fucking. It'd seemed that way with Britney, like her incessant 'but I just wanna kiss for a while' was just an attempt to stall him so that she could figure out another reason why they couldn't have sex yet.
She'd kept saying that she was ready but then freezing when they got any further than kissing. They'd never gotten past feeling each other up before Justin had called it quits, keeping the public relationship but being only friends in private. Being friends with Brit was a lot more enjoyable than kissing her had ever been.
But this... Justin opened his mouth, finally letting Lance's tongue inside. Kissing Lance was everything that kissing Britney hadn't been. He thought that he could spend the entire night just doing this. He didn't feel a need to get it over with, he just wanted to have a chance to taste Lance.
He let out a involuntary whimper as Lance sucked on his lower lip. Oh, yeah. He wouldn't mind letting Lance do this all night. In fact, Lance could do whatever the hell he wanted. Because this... this was heat and fire and want but also comfort and freedom. This was everything.
He'd always thought that kissing was overrated. Just an excuse not to get on to the more important things, like groping and fucking. It'd seemed that way with Britney, like her incessant 'but I just wanna kiss for a while' was just an attempt to stall him so that she could figure out another reason why they couldn't have sex yet.
She'd kept saying that she was ready but then freezing when they got any further than kissing. They'd never gotten past feeling each other up before Justin had called it quits, keeping the public relationship but being only friends in private. Being friends with Brit was a lot more enjoyable than kissing her had ever been.
But this... Justin opened his mouth, finally letting Lance's tongue inside. Kissing Lance was everything that kissing Britney hadn't been. He thought that he could spend the entire night just doing this. He didn't feel a need to get it over with, he just wanted to have a chance to taste Lance.
He let out a involuntary whimper as Lance sucked on his lower lip. Oh, yeah. He wouldn't mind letting Lance do this all night. In fact, Lance could do whatever the hell he wanted. Because this... this was heat and fire and want but also comfort and freedom. This was everything.
