...He kind of hates the fact that he does, that Shadow kisses him back so fiercely and relentlessly in kind--he doesn't know why it causes that tightness to return into his chest, but it hardly matters when he can taste blood and feel Shadow biting his own lip in kind, drawing blood from him too. It's exciting, it's electrifying in a way that Infinite doesn't expect. He's so eager that it's hard not to meet that enthusiasm in kind and it's--
It's not as if Infinite's entirely inexperienced with such matters--playing one too many games of gay chicken with the mercenary boys does unfortunately have the habit of doing that--but Infinite's fingers bury themselves in Shadow's quills as he attempts to lap up the blood from Shadow's own lips and outright attempts to get Shadow's mouth open so the real fanfiction battle of tongue dominance can begin. And another lip bite, for good measure.
...Infinite doesn't exactly have a plan here, at this point. He didn't really expect to get this far, if he's being entirely honest with himself. But he's...enjoying this, and his other free hand goes to pin one of Shadow's down as a show of assumed dominance. Just. Ignore how his fingers practically lace into Shadow's own and try to hold it to the ground as he continues this fervent battle in it's own right, starting to tug a bit on Shadow's quills in defiance. Not so tough now, are you!!]
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...He kind of hates the fact that he does, that Shadow kisses him back so fiercely and relentlessly in kind--he doesn't know why it causes that tightness to return into his chest, but it hardly matters when he can taste blood and feel Shadow biting his own lip in kind, drawing blood from him too. It's exciting, it's electrifying in a way that Infinite doesn't expect. He's so eager that it's hard not to meet that enthusiasm in kind and it's--
It's not as if Infinite's entirely inexperienced with such matters--playing one too many games of gay chicken with the mercenary boys does unfortunately have the habit of doing that--but Infinite's fingers bury themselves in Shadow's quills as he attempts to lap up the blood from Shadow's own lips and outright attempts to get Shadow's mouth open so the real fanfiction battle of tongue dominance can begin. And another lip bite, for good measure.
...Infinite doesn't exactly have a plan here, at this point. He didn't really expect to get this far, if he's being entirely honest with himself. But he's...enjoying this, and his other free hand goes to pin one of Shadow's down as a show of assumed dominance. Just. Ignore how his fingers practically lace into Shadow's own and try to hold it to the ground as he continues this fervent battle in it's own right, starting to tug a bit on Shadow's quills in defiance. Not so tough now, are you!!]