[Shouto is absolutely just as lost. He might have kissed people before Katsuki, but he's never quite felt this way before. Never quite so on edge, so giddy, so much like he's on the verge of discovering something brand new, but unsure just how to cross that threshold.
But they're both here, together. Both in this together. And Katsuki's hands are tangled in his hair and his teeth are on Shouto's collarbone and Shouto doesn't answer with words. Instead, he lets his own teeth scrape against Katsuki's skin, mouth fixing as he experimentally kisses his skin, light suction just shy of leaving a mark. His hand drops back to Katsuki's thigh as he shifts closer, inviting more. More of what he's not sure, just...more.]
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[Shouto is absolutely just as lost. He might have kissed people before Katsuki, but he's never quite felt this way before. Never quite so on edge, so giddy, so much like he's on the verge of discovering something brand new, but unsure just how to cross that threshold.
But they're both here, together. Both in this together. And Katsuki's hands are tangled in his hair and his teeth are on Shouto's collarbone and Shouto doesn't answer with words. Instead, he lets his own teeth scrape against Katsuki's skin, mouth fixing as he experimentally kisses his skin, light suction just shy of leaving a mark. His hand drops back to Katsuki's thigh as he shifts closer, inviting more. More of what he's not sure, just...more.]