[Oh please, North. Like good kissing or not has anything to do with it at this stage. No, it's the interplay of new and familiar, of softness and stability, of the knowledge that North was always his best friend and North wants this--that's what makes it good. York takes his hand off North's hip to slide it up the side of his face instead, to feel the shapes and contours there he's so used to seeing and not touching, not like this.
And if North thought York missed that wobble to his voice, this close, well. York won't bring up what it does to him in return. He just kisses him again, speaks without moving back.]
Yeah, dude. You're great. Definitely shoulda started this sooner.
[He understands, of course, but somehow it didn't click that North will never just go for what he wants, even if what he wants is as friendly and available as York.
So obviously the solution is to be even more friendly and available. It's open season now, okay, bro? Okay.]
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And if North thought York missed that wobble to his voice, this close, well. York won't bring up what it does to him in return. He just kisses him again, speaks without moving back.]
Yeah, dude. You're great. Definitely shoulda started this sooner.
[He understands, of course, but somehow it didn't click that North will never just go for what he wants, even if what he wants is as friendly and available as York.
So obviously the solution is to be even more friendly and available. It's open season now, okay, bro? Okay.]