[Everything about this is dizzying in a way that Infinite doesn't expect. Hell, he was fully expecting Shadow to shove him off at this point, and if that meant a victory for Infinite at long last, he would have taken it. He would have genuinely been satisfied with finally pulling one over on Shadow, but...
Shadow attempts to take back control, and Infinite will happily fight him every step of the way; Infinite doesn't let Shadow pin him, but at the very least Shadow's not on his back and Infinite doesn't even care as he tries to keep himself upright. He truly doesn't, Shadow's making beautiful noises and maybe there's something to be said for how much Infinite's genuinely enjoying himself in this fierce kiss.
Shadow separates briefly to breathe and Infinite gasps for air as he doesn't even bother to move--his head feels empty, entirely without any sort of thought process nor any sort of thought of the ramifications of kissing his rival would be, and truthfully, he almost loses his balance when Shadow goes back in for the next round. Infinite meets Shadow's lips dizzily and without even thinking, trying his damnedest to hold on and moves the hand in Shadow's head quills down to the ones in his back, through the quills there and seeing what sort of sounds he can get from Shadow. It's almost possessive, the way Infinite clings onto him, not quite painfully gripping onto those quills but holding them tightly as he plays with them in his fingers.
Everything feels hazy, warm, and Infinite's mind is entirely too clouded to be thinking even close to straight. He's absolutely underestimated just how much Shadow knows about this kind of nonsense, but Infinite doesn't intend to go down without a fight.
Even so...he'll let Shadow have this bit of control, just to see what he can do. He's definitely interested now, to say the least]
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Shadow attempts to take back control, and Infinite will happily fight him every step of the way; Infinite doesn't let Shadow pin him, but at the very least Shadow's not on his back and Infinite doesn't even care as he tries to keep himself upright. He truly doesn't, Shadow's making beautiful noises and maybe there's something to be said for how much Infinite's genuinely enjoying himself in this fierce kiss.
Shadow separates briefly to breathe and Infinite gasps for air as he doesn't even bother to move--his head feels empty, entirely without any sort of thought process nor any sort of thought of the ramifications of kissing his rival would be, and truthfully, he almost loses his balance when Shadow goes back in for the next round. Infinite meets Shadow's lips dizzily and without even thinking, trying his damnedest to hold on and moves the hand in Shadow's head quills down to the ones in his back, through the quills there and seeing what sort of sounds he can get from Shadow. It's almost possessive, the way Infinite clings onto him, not quite painfully gripping onto those quills but holding them tightly as he plays with them in his fingers.
Everything feels hazy, warm, and Infinite's mind is entirely too clouded to be thinking even close to straight. He's absolutely underestimated just how much Shadow knows about this kind of nonsense, but Infinite doesn't intend to go down without a fight.
Even so...he'll let Shadow have this bit of control, just to see what he can do. He's definitely interested now, to say the least]