Crazed Minds and Troubled Hearts ~ *Serpentine and Kitsune*

[Serpentine]

Oliver tilted his head a bit at the blonde as he saw the boy turn his eyes away, glowing red like an ember. The look made the white-haired male smile even more, his heart racing in his chest like there was no tomorrow. Finally, the other male spoke up, his words tangled with nerves, or so Oliver could tell. The way Dylan worded his question made the white-haired teen chuckle, a deep rich sound emanating from his chest.

"Ah, are you sure you won't be upset if I quit now?" Oliver drawled out, his voice lowering slightly as his eyes became soft. Soon, the teen moved toward the blonde and gently pushed the other male down against the bed before bringing his leg over his waist, straddling him. Oliver gave a soft smile before slowly leaning forward, stopping a few short inches from the blonde's face.

"I'll only go further if you want to...I'm not going to force you." he said softly and sincerely, keeping his intense ruby gaze on Dylan's, not breaking eye contact to further prove that he was serious about what he had said. "So, with that in mind, how far do you really want to go?" he asked softly before leaning his face in and giving Dylan a teasing peck on the lips before lifting his head once again, tilting it and raising an innocent, yet curious, eyebrow.

@Kitsune

[Aw, but he's sooo cute!! >~< Worse yet, leave it to Oliver to really take things into his hands XD

And it's great!]

 

[Kitsune]

Did he just laugh at me?, Dylan thought as he heard the deep, rich sound of laughter. While he was slightly offended, he couldn't be upset too much or too long. The sound was a soothing one. One that he'd love to hear more often. Smiling softly, he made sure to take a note and store it in the back of his mind. A question being directed towards him caused him to stop fawning over the white-haired male's glorious laugh and actually pay attention to the owner of it. At his tone of voice, the blond thought that he was teasing him again, especially since he's grown fond of doing so. Not letting it get to him, or so he believed, the teen was about to reply when he was suddenly on his back and facing the ceiling. Blinking, a weight was then on him and his vision was full of snow white hair and crimson orbs.

While Oliver reassured Dylan that he was only going further with his absolute consent, the blond was a bit preoccupied with their....compromising position. Which he shouldn't be for he was the one who brought everything on. Though, seeing that it was about to actually happen made him flush brightly and his pupils to be blown. Focusing back on Oliver, the other boy asked the important question that had been nagging his own mind.

How far did he really want to go?

Dylan opened his mouth. Then closed it. Then opened it again. Only to close it shut once more. He was like a fish for a minute or two before he blurted out, "All the way." It was a bit louder than he intended, not overly so where people in the hall or other cells could hear, even though he was sure they were two of the few who were in their cell, but still loud that he winced at the volume. "I...w-want to go all the way," he repeated in a softer tone, stuttering over his words. Just like Oliver, he kept his gaze locked with the male above him, wanting to portray how serious he was, how much he wanted this.

 

[Serpentine]

Oliver felt his breath hitch in his throat as he heard Dylan admit to how far he wanted to go. Then, he smiled and lifted a hand, gently ruffling the other male's blonde hair before gently running his thumb along his cheek. "Well. I guess that's how far we'll go then...all the way." he said smoothly, letting his voice drop as his face became serious. He leaned forward and pressed his lips against the blonde's gently, softly gripping his hair into his hand. With a bit more passion then the kiss they shared moments before, Oliver pressed his mouth against Dylan's a bit more before pulling away and locking his ruby gaze with the blonde. His eyes were closed halfway, almost like he was dazed. Then, he leaned his head down to Dylan's neck and let his fingertips gently trace a small circle against the soft skin before pressing his lips against it.

The feeling of being so close to the blonde sent shudders down the white-haired male's spine. He had never felt anything like it before, but he liked it. He didn't care if it was with another boy, he had seen gay affairs from the other patients before, and he accepted it long ago. Slowly, Oliver lifted his head and started pressing soft kisses against Dylan's cheekbone and jawline before finding his lips again, turning the kiss into an even more passionate one. He leaned his body down slightly to where one of his hands was pressed against the blonde's chest and the other was held against the side of his face. The white-haired male furrowed his brow as he deepened the kiss, feeling slightly breath-taken by it all. By the amazing feeling he felt coursing through his fingertips and his chest. Slowly, Oliver lifted his head, gently pulling his lips from Dylan's before searching the other boy's eyes. Then, he lowered his head once again and sent more gentle, feather-like teasing kisses along the blonde's neck to see how the other male would react to the anticipation and teasing.

@Kitsune

(Sorry it took so long, I had to think of how to play it all out >.> *blushes and covers face* So cute!! >///<)

 

[Kitsune]

Dylan felt his breath hitch as Oliver confirmed his words, obliging to his request. Voice low, suddenly, everything seemed surreal. It was really happening. There was no turning back now. Even if there was, the blond wouldn't want to. His thoughts were interrupted as he felt lips press against his own and a hand in his hair. He pressed back as much as he could before the kiss was broken and those lips were pressing against his neck. At that time, the white-haired male began to press kisses wherever he saw fit, leaving a burning, yet buzzing sensation in his wake. Every patch of skin that he touch erupted in the burning, buzzing feeling, causing the teen to hum and only hope that this would never end. Feather-light kisses that sent tingles through him, racing inside of him, were pressed against the expanse of his neck and he knew that he was being teased, that it was being drawn out, which he, surprisingly, didn't mind for once.

His hands travelled to rest on the other male's face, tugging him upward so his face was parallel to his own. Staring into his ruby gaze, he lifted himself up so he could slowly fit his mouth against Oliver's. It was slow and sweet and filled with as much passion as he could muster in one kiss. He put more pressure than the previous kisses and let the hands that were cupping the snow white-haired teen's travel to his hair, where he buried them, letting himself become llst within the kiss. It made his chest swell with so many emotions rolled together that he felt like his body couldn't hold them all. His chest was feeling constricted and, after a moment, he realized that it was because of the lack of air. Pulling away slowly and panting heavily, trying to get air back into his neglected lungs, Dylan took this time to pepper kisses along Oliver's face, lingering on each one, repaying him for all of the kisses he received. He wondered if they would draw this out until it couldn't be drawn out anymore. Until they were burning with pent up desire that's struggling to be released all over the other. His cloudy eyes locked with Oliver's, anticipating his next move with eagerness and slight impatience.

[Think I was able to do some justice c:]

 

[Serpentine]

Oliver felt as his face was gently lifted by the other male, groaning a bit before locking gazes with him. He watches as the blond slowly lifted himself to fit his mouth against the white-haired teen's, sending deep shudders running across his spine. The passion that Oliver felt only made him ache for more, the feeling growing even more when the blond buried his hands into his hair. After what seemed a long while, the white-haired male felt as Dylan pulled his face away, leaving them both panting for breath. This time, Oliver sat there as the blond pressed small kisses all over his face. The feeling in the ruby-eyed teen's chest steadily grew more and more until it spread into his limbs, making him feel tingly all over. Finally, the anticipation and the wait was too much, Oliver's eyes holding a type of longing look as he locked gazes with Dylan before he brought his arm tighter around the other, pressing him so close to his chest that there was no room in between them. The white-haired male took in a deep breath and pressed his mouth against the blond's, furrowing his brow as he deepened the kiss, his hand slowly reaching under the other male's shirt, gently running his fingertips along the soft skin of his side.

Then, Oliver pulled his lips slowly from Dylan's. Without a trace of hesitation, he lowered his head to the blond's neck and moved his lips along the skin before arriving to the base of his neck, finding a softer, tender, area. The white-haired teen smirked a bit before biting down gently on the skin, but not doing anything else to leave a mark. Oliver's hand slowly moved up from the blond's side to the middle of his back, the feeling making his heart pound and sending warm sparks across his skin as well as more shudders down his back. Not even noticing it, the teen let out a throaty noise as he lifted his head from Dylan's neck, moving it to nuzzle the other's face gently before finding his lips and pressing his own passionately against them.

@Kitsune

(Alright, I did it! So, do you fade to black after a while? It doesn't need to happen now, but, yeah. Just a curious question XD)

 

[Kitsune]

Ruby eyes clashed with identical ones as Dylan analyzed the longing look that was in Oliver's eyes. He wondered if the desire that he felt was reflected in his own crimson colored orbs and had been noticed by the other male. As he felt the arm that was wrapped loosely around him, tighten, coiling like a snake, and his body be pressed against Oliver's, a soft, surprised noise escaped his lips, not expecting the sudden lack of distance between them, which was ironic, considering what they were engaging in. Then, their mouths were pressing against each other once more. How many times have they kissed now? The blond began to loose count after the second one, when his brain was still registering everything. Melting into the kiss like it was the very first one, his breath hitched, the noise muffled by their lips, as he felt fingertips ghost along his side, leaving a tingly feeling in their wake.

With the kiss ending slowly, Dylan took that time to let his eyes flutter open. Soon after, Oliver's face disappeared into the side of his neck and he felt the familiar feeling of his lips moving along the smooth skin of his neck. Humming softly at the feeling, he tilted his head to the side to allow the white-haired male more access, exposing his neck even more. He felt the lips pressed against the expanse of his neck pull into some kind of smile after they reached the base, which was quite a sensitive area for the teen. Even though the bite was gentle, it still sent shocks up his spine and made him groan softly, burying his hands more in the snow white hair. The movement of his hand from his side to the middle of his back, warmth radiating in that particular area, and the throaty noise made Dylan vibrate with a certain emotion that he couldn't place his finger on. Before he knew it, they were back to kissing passionately. As their lips moved against each other, the blond let his hands slip out of Oliver's hair and his arms droop across his shoulders. They soon travelled down his back until they were at the hem of his shirt, tugging at it. Breaking the kiss, the blond stuttered out, "O-Our clothes...We should -- D-Don't we...?" Trailing off at the end, he could only stare into Oliver's gaze, nibbling on his bottom lip, waiting for what he'd say or do. Or if he'd even understand what he was trying to ask.

[Am I going too fast? I feel like I am >.<]

 

[Serpentine]

The feeling of Oliver's shirt rising caused his body to tense slightly before relaxing, feeling Dylan break off the kiss. At his request about the clothes, the white-haired teen searched the blonde's crimson eyes and found his gaze pulled to the other's lips, slightly distracted by the blonde nibbling at them. The sight made Oliver want to close the distance, but he willed himself to stop before raising his ruby eyes filled with longing back to Dylan's. Oliver understood what the other male was asking, so he slowly nodded, his face still taking on it's serious expression as he reached down to the hem of Dylan's shirt before starting to tug it upwards until it was to his ribs. "H-Here...we can take each other's shirts off okay?" the white-haired male spoke, his voice cracking slightly, making him cringe inwardly at the sound...but he didn't let it show on his face.

As if to live up to his offer, Oliver looked back down and looked at the smooth skin of Dylan's stomach, a slight blush rising to his cheeks as the feeling inside of his chest grew more than he realized. The white-haired male groaned slightly as he tugged the shirt further up the other boy's body, keeping his gaze locked with the crimson ones underneath him, feeling the passionate feeling inside of him grow. Once Oliver managed to slip the blonde's shirt off, he gazed down at the bare chest and stomach of the other male, sending deep shudders down his spine before he lifted his eyes once more to the other's. "Okay...now, take my shirt off...if you want to." Oliver spoke softly and gently, not wanting to make Dylan too uncomfortable, his ruby gaze soft as a feather as he kept them locked on the blonde's crimson one.

(It's fine, I think it's going pretty well, I managed to make it a bit...interesting? XD I hope this is okay >.<)

@Kitsune

 

[Kitsune]

"O-Okay," Dylan responded, nodding softly as he felt his shirt being tugged up to his ribs. He shivered at the thought of his skin being exposed to the male above him, along with the cool air hitting it. He didn't mention the crack that he heard in the white-haired boy's voice, but he did put it in the back of his mind. Not only did Oliver suggest they took each other's shirt off, he began to tug his shirt off the rest of the way. His ruby gaze was trained on the other's face as he watched, for what he was sure was the first time, a light blush make an appearance on his cheeks. I'm never going to forget this, he thought briefly as he continued to watch the male's facial reactions. His gaze would sometimes flicker to the hands tugging up his shirt, but would always find their way back to crimson orbs. Soon, he was half naked with his upper half exposed for the world to see. Fidgeting, he fought back the urge to cover himself up, suddenly feeling insecure about his appearance. Out of all the times for his insecurity to kick in, it chose now.

At the other boy's suggestion, the blond nodded, gripping the hem of his shirt. Biting his lip once more, he began to tug the shirt up, revealing strips upon strips of skin. Not wanting to stare and creep the white-haired male out, the teen kept his gaze trained on Oliver's, doing the same thing that was done to him. His fingers would brush against the expanse of skin as he continued to tug the boy's shirt up. Soon, they were both half naked, chests and stomachs exposed to the other. Squirming slightly, Dylan forced himself to keep eye contact and calm down, reassuring himself that everything was going to be alright. He dropped the shirt that he was still gripping on top of his own, creating a small pile of clothes on the ground. If they continued, which they probably would, then the pile of clothes would only grow as time went on.

[It's more than okay! >w<]

 

[Serpentine]

Oliver kept his ruby eyes locked with Dylan's crimson ones as his shirt was being tugged off. He tried to continue staring into the other's eyes, but the feeling of fingertips along his skin created shudders down his spine, making him avert his eyes a fraction of a second. Once he felt his shirt pulled off all of the way, the white-haired male slowly lowered his gaze to the blonde's bare chest and noticed how...pure it was. Oliver smiled softly and pressed a hand against the chest underneath him and tilted his head gently. "You look so amazing...much better than me. You're skin's really beautiful, I'm a bit envious." Oliver said, a soft light laugh erupting form his lips as he lifted his ruby gaze to Dylan's sincerely. Even though the young male wasn't self-conscious about his body before, now he was feeling a bit embarrassed.

Looking down, the white-haired male noticed that the blonde's skin tone was darker compared to his. His, being a paler color because of his time in the mental home, not to mention the large amount of scars that graced his back and adorned his shoulders as well as his chest. Oliver lifted a free hand to his own chest and turned his head away, feeling slightly more embarrassed as he thought about what his body would look like...covered in scars from whips and knives. Slowly, the white-haired male turned his ruby eyes back to the crimson ones beneath him, his blush growing even more.

(Ah~ Okay! X3)

@Kitsune

 

[Kitsune]

"Envious? Of my skin?" Dylan was able to get out as he flushed darkly at the hand that was pressed against his bare chest, fingers splayed against him as warmth radiated from it and spread across his upper half. He managed a soft smile at Oliver's laughter as their gazes locked together. The blond's gaze drifted to the hand that the white-haired was now pressing against his own chest, fingers splayed about. At his head turn, the smaller male frowned, wondering why he had turned his face from him. Was there something wrong? Something that he didn't know about? Was Oliver becoming uncomfortable now? He was ready to call everything off and just settle for cuddling with the other male when those familiar crimson orbs came back to look into his own, accompanied by a blush adorning pale cheeks.

It was then that everything clicked together. Oliver wasn't uncomfortable, no, but he seemed to be....embarrassed. The realization caused Dylan to give the other male's bare chest a glance. During his glance, he happened to notice all of the scars and bruises that littered the pale body. Because of the pale skin tone, the marks were a lot more visible to the naked eye. Feeling grief and anger well up inside him, he calmed down, not wanting to get worked up over it at the moment. He'd get worked up over it later. Right now, he needed to let Oliver know that there was nothing to be embarrassed about. Reaching out and removing Oliver's hand from his chest, he began to plant kisses on every scar, every bruise, that decorated his pale body, lingering on all of them and pouring a lot of emotion into them. He wanted the other male to know that, even with all of the scars and marks, he was still the most beautiful thing that Dylan ever laid his eyes on. "There's no reason to be envious of my skin when you have your own amazing skin," he mumbled against said skin before continuing to decorate it with kisses.

[Sorry for going MIA. It's been a busy week, but I'm finally back to my laptop and roleplaying!]

 

[Serpentine]

Oliver was pulled from his embarrassment when Dylan slowly sat up, moving his hand from his chest. The young male was slightly curious about what the other was doing, but couldn't keep his eyes from widening as the touch of the blonde's lips began travel across his chest. A raging blush took over the pale boy's features and he shuddered as Dylan's lips continued to make contact with his skin. Oliver didn't know what Dylan was doing until a few seconds passed. The blonde was...kissing his scars. The white-haired male's ruby irises widened as he looked down at the blonde head near his chest. The feeling of being accepted was more than overwhelming, but he didn't mind it...he enjoyed it.

At Dylan's comment, Oliver sucked in a breath and felt his heart skip a beat. Him? Have amazing skin? The young male closed his eyes for a few moments, letting the blonde continue with kissing his chest, until the passion churning inside him was more than he could bear. Slowly, Oliver snaked his arm around Dylan's bare lower back and drew him close, to where his chest was barely touching the other's. Slowly, with small breaths, he brought his mouth near Dylan's ear and hesitated, only breathing, before he forced his vocal cords to cooperate. "I don't know what it is...but, you're the only one that can bring this side out of me, Dylan." Oliver breathed, his voice lowering slightly, soft as he felt his breath hit the blonde's ear. Slowly, the white-haired male bit down on Dylan's ear gently before pulling away, so that he could meet the familiar crimson eyes. The desire and longing he held in his own ruby irises was a surprise to Oliver himself, but he didn't change it. After all, it was how he felt...and he was never one to neglect his own feelings.

Oliver hesitated briefly before lifting a hand and putting it above Dylan's chest. Then, he slowly trailed his fingertips along the soft skin until they were near the top of the blonde's pants. He then paused before hooking his fingers on a belt loop, to add to the anticipation. Finally, he moved his fingers along, until he stopped again, near the other male's pants button. This time, he pressed his lips against Dylan's, furrowing his brow as sparks seemed to ignite in his stomach and fingertips. Oliver deepened the kiss and felt as his snow-white hair fell across his face, another throaty groan escaping his mouth.

@Kitsune

[Sorry it took a bit to put together, but I love it so far!! <3 ^~^ *blushes* They're so cute >///<]

 

[Kitsune]

A squeak escaped Dylan's lips as his peppering of butterfly kisses over the scars that adorned Oliver's skin was interrupted and he was pulled closer to the other male, chests practically brushing together, yet not quite. Heart beat beginning to race, his ruby red eyes grew wide a slight fraction, hardly noticeable, as he felt breath fan against his ear, creating slight shivers that ran up and down his spine. His ears being quite a sensitive place for him, the blond tried his best not to wiggle and squirm once words were spoken into it, increasing the shivers tenfold. What sent him over the edge, albeit a small edge, yet still an edge, was feeling a mouth enclose around his earlobe, teeth pressing into it gently. A sharp, soft gasp was ripped from him at the feeling, but the feeling soon ebbed away for it was short-lasting. The after effects still created shivers within his small body. Meeting Oliver's unusual colored eyes, identical to his own, he wondered if the desire and the way that the biting of the ear affected him shone through. He didn't feel....as embarrassed as he would before, if it did, surprisingly. He was becoming more comfortable with everything, with Oliver.

His thoughts were shot as he felt a hand pressing above his chest. Keeping his eyes locked with the snow-white haired male's, he bit his bottom lip as he felt that same hand trail down his body, fingertips brushing past his skin, shooting little jolts of pleasure within him. Soon, they reached his pants, a piece of clothing he forgotten he had on, hooking into his belt loop, teasing him, always teasing him. Then they moved along, stopping, this time, near his button. This is actually happening, wow, he thought briefly before he was locking lips with Oliver once more, relishing in the emotions that were being transferred between them. He concluded that he'd never get sick of kissing the other boy, feeling his throaty groan vibrate against his lips. Remembering the fingers near his pants button, Dylan wrapped one hand around the back of the other male's neck, keeping him close, as he let the other travel to join the fingers. Right at the last minute, they changed direction, going, instead, to Oliver's pants to rest near its button as well. Leaving them there, he wondered what would happen as he put more passion into their kiss, deepening it.

[Sorry for being MIA! I hope my post is okay~ >w<]

 

[Serpentine]

The reactions that came from Dylan was almost enough to send Oliver over the edge. He was trying to take things slower, so as not to creep out the other male. But, even as he held off, the white-haired male was getting closer and closer to the end of his self-control. Each time the blonde gasped or made a squeak, it made the ruby-eyed male groan in pleasure, feeling little shocks continuously roll along his spine. Then, at the feel of Dylan's hand near his button, Oliver felt his heart skip a beat as he began to struggle with holding back. The male felt as the blonde poured more passion into the kiss...intentionally. Was he testing him now? To see what he would do next? Oliver growled playfully against Dylan's mouth and bit his bottom lip gently before pulling away, eyeing the familiar crimson eyes, as red as his own, with desire. The white-haired male was sure for a fraction of a second that there was longing in the red eyes beneath him. Suddenly, Oliver closed his eyes and took in a deep breath, to calm his racing heart. He then opened his eyes and clenched his jaw shut before gripping the front of Dylan's pants. With a quick pull, Oliver closed the distance between his and the other's hips. The white-haired male could feel the blonde's hips pressing against his, leaving him to think of what to do next.

Finally, Oliver grinned playfully at Dylan before lowering his head to the male's chest. There, he hesitated, taking in the blonde's scent before pressing his mouth against the soft, delicate skin awaiting him. With a deep, desire-filled sigh, Oliver slowly opened his mouth and began to leave a "love bite" on the area under Dylan's chest, where his ribs were. Throughout the action, the white-haired male was fighting hard not to just rush things. He wanted to remember everything...down to the smallest little detail, whether it be the feel of breath hitting against skin or a small peck of the lips. Oliver wanted to enjoy every last second. Once the love bite was finished, he lifted his head and saw a string of spit travel from Dylan's skin to his own lips before breaking off. The pleasure and passion sent large waves down his spine, making him shudder slightly. Slowly, Oliver worked his fingers against the blonde's pants button, his hands shaky. After a few seconds of trying, the white-haired male narrowed his eyes and cursed quietly before lifting his other hand and undoing the button. I'm...this is really gonna happen. This is REALLY gonna happen. He continued to repeat in his mind, the shakiness in his hands and body refusing to die down. "I-I'm sorry, I don't know why I'm so shaky. I guess...I guess when I first saw you, I've subconsciously thought about this situation and what would happen." Oliver said softly, grabbing Dylan's hand and putting against his chest. There, his heart beat was racing like a locomotive without an engineer, speeding down the railroad tracks. "See? My heart...my heart's going out of control for some reason. I can't explain it..." he said even softer, moving his face inches closer to the blonde, peering his ruby irises into the similar crimson ones in front of him.

@Kitsune

[It's totally fine, and I love your post!! ^~^ I hope mine makes up for not responding right away :D]

 

[Kitsune]

Feeling a growl against his raw lips and a nip on the bottom one, Dylan couldn't stop the twtich of his lips before they were being pulled into a devious smile. It seemed that Oliver had noticed his actions and wouldn't let him get away with them. Biting his bottom lip in an attempt to keep himself from making any noise, his eyes flickered with mirth as they bore into Oliver's own ruby ones. He watched as the male collected himself before jerking him, well, his hips, forward to meet with his own. The contact made the blond blink, taken aback by the action, but not at all disappointed. He could never be disappointed with Oliver, so it seemed. It didn't stop there, though. A hum of pleasure resonated within Dylan as he felt a mouth press against his skin, sending warmth and jolts of desire throughout his body. It traveled from his head to his toes and back again. He wondered what Oliver could be up to as he felt his mouth working on him, leaving a mark of some kind, no doubt. Feeling Oliver lift up, he decided that he'd have to see it later.

Fingers fumbling with his pants button, working to get it undone, willed him to glance down at the pale fingers maneuvering on his pants. He noticed the slight tremble within them and could understand why it was there. Everything about this was quite nerve-wracking, no matter if it was with someone you knew well or not so well. At Oliver's apology, Dylan's cheeks flushed a rosy color and he raised an eyebrow. "You've....subconsciously thought about getting in my pants?" He was able to get out. It was a weird thing to think about, but Oliver did bring it up first. With his hand pressed against the white-haired male's bare, warm chest, he couldn't help but smile at what he felt. Repeating the action and letting Oliver feel his own racing heart, he leaned forward to peck the other male's lips. "Your heart isn't the only one racing. I think it's because....everything is so new and exciting." At his own words, Dylan's eyes were wide and shining bright. He let his free hand travel down to undo the button of Oliver's pants, saying, "So let's just go with the flow, okay?" Pressing his mouth against the other's, knowing their lips were most likely raw and kissed beyond comprehension, he felt the button become undone underneath his nimble fingers, other hand still resting against the snow white-haired boy's chest.

[I hope mine does as well! It had been a busy week. And I'm also on mobile, so sorry about that.]

 

[Serpentine]

At Dylan's question to his own, Oliver's eyes slightly widened as he thought it over before grinning slightly, the rosy blush tinting his cheeks slightly dimming after a few moments. He let out a small laugh and felt as the blonde pecked his lips, sending a small shudder once more along his back. Deciding to say something about the question, the ruby-eyed male looked into the crimson eyes before him, taking in the other's features. Finally coming to a conclusion, Oliver slowly pressed his forehead against Dylan's and smiled softly, closing his eyes as he felt the air pass between them. "Well...who knows. I might have, but there's no saying. After all...I'm crazy. But, this is different. You make me wanna lose my mind for some reason...and that's a good thing. Maybe...maybe I'm just crazy for you." he whispered softly, feeling his breath hit the other's face before slowly pulling back, using his free hand to caress the blonde's cheek ever so slightly. Then, the snow white-haired male looked at the blonde's chest, seeing his own hand pressed against the warm skin in front of him. There, he felt the rapid heart beat, faint, against his fingertips. The feeling made Oliver smile gently before raising his ruby irises to the crimson orbs that were bright and wide in front of him.

At the feel of the other undoing his pants button, Oliver's eyes slowly took on a dazed look as his eyelids lowered halfway. Listening to Dylan talk, he grinned softly before slowly leaning a bit closer, feeling lips press against his own. Oliver slowly bit Dylan's bottom lip, his white brow furrowing as the passion swirling within his veins and being started to bubble to the brim. Before he went any further, the white-haired male pulled his lips away and panted a bit, a smirk gracing his features. "Go with the flow, huh? I'm the one that's supposed to be saying that to you...it's kind of embarrassing to be told that...specially when you're the dominant. Oh well...I guess there's nothing I can do about it now. Nothing I can do but roll with it..." he said with a dark, lust-filled chuckle. His blush having been long gone, Oliver bent his head back down to meet Dylan's once more, his hand swiftly meeting the top of the other's pants. Slowly, he began to tug downward, taking things slow just in case the crimson-eyed blonde in front of him didn't like it. Then, with a slight bite to Dylan's lower lip, Oliver asked for entrance, his other hand making sure to hold the male tight against him, not wanting to lose his grip any time soon.

@Kitsune

 

[Kitsune]

Dylan was quiet as he felt Oliver rest his forehead against his own, their breath mixing together into one. It was a calming moment, but this whole situation was nothing but calm. From the moment that Dylan kissed Oliver when they came in to now, it's only been a sea of tranquility among other emotions. Registering the words that were being whispered softly between them, the blond broke out in a small smile full of adoration and love. That had to be the cheesiest, yet still cute in a way, thing that had ever reached the teen's ears. He contemplated on commenting, but refrained from it and just continued to smile instead. A caress on his cheek had him leaning into the touch, enjoying the feelings it bubbled up inside of him. He let his eyes droop just a little bit and a happy sigh to escape his lips. At Oliver's small smile and gaze that was directed into his eyes, his smile only grew for the other male could feel his rapid heartbeat against his fingertips. There was no doubt that he could.

Lips pressing againat his own and teeth biting into his bottom lip, making him moan slightly, the blond pouted when the white-haired male broke away panting. He was breathing quite hard himself. The only sign was the way his chest rose and fell. His pout ebbed away slightly at the smirk that adorned Oliver's face, wondering what was about to happen. Listening to his words and the chuckle that seemed to spike his arousal, a blush broke out on his cheeks right when it disappeared off of the other boy's. He wracked his mind for a response, but couldn't come up with one. Even if he did, he wouldn't have been able to voice it for Oliver was kissing him again, making his mind become full of jumbled, fuzzy thoughts that he couldn't make out. At the feel of his pants being tugged down, Dylan decided to help out and lift his lower body up so his pants could just slide past without interruption. Another bite to his bottom lip had the teen parting them just enough for Oliver to gain access and for his own tongue to slide out.