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07 September 2011 @ 03:46 pm
Makeout fest  
What the title says! I need some practice writing makeout scenes, and today seems like a good day for it.

So the first five people to comment with a scenario or a makeout-related kink get a drabble! Or ficlet, maybe. :) Needless to say, Twins or Bust, because that's obviously where my heart's at.
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Current Music: Tokio Hotel - Best Of
 
 
Talya Firedancer: tokio hotel: tom has a smugfyredancer on September 7th, 2011 09:14 pm (UTC)
Tom uses his bandanna to blindfold Bill while they make out. :D
when the gales of November come earlykishmet on September 7th, 2011 11:37 pm (UTC)
They've been trading heated kisses for a few minutes already, until Bill's making soft sounds and squirming on Tom's lap. It's a rare day of privacy, with their long weekend back at home and their mother out at work. Bill feels so wrong but so, so right, a little thrill going through him every time he remembers they're right out in the open on the couch.

Tom pulls back, licking his reddened lips and Bill whines in protest, craning for another kiss.

"No, we were gonna do it," says Tom, his voice dropped into the husky register that makes Bill flush. That's for him, all for him, and it means Tom wants him. "Remember?"

"Yes." Bill's voice is higher, breathless and excited. "Yeah, I remember." Bill licks his lips now, his belly feeling fluttery. He's nervous and anticipatory all at once, eyes fixed on Tom as if this'll be his last ever glimpse of his twin.

"I'll still be here," Tom soothes him, even as he reaches up to untie his bandanna, black today with a white flame design on it.

Bill watches every movement, his eyes flickering to Tom's hands then back to his mouth. He's craving another kiss like he'd crave a nicotine fix, but this is all over, making him hot and needy. The last thing he sees is Tom's tongue swiping over his lipring before the bandanna covers his eyes.

"Tom," Bill breathes, reaching out before Tom's even done tying the knot at the back of his head, so careful not to catch the short hair at his nape. He curls his fingers in Tom's shirt, the fabric warm from the touch of Tom's skin.

"I'm here," Tom whispers, and Bill shivers as Tom's breath tickles his lips. Tom's fingers skim up his arm, making Bill shudder. He can feel the short, fine hair on his arm standing on end in the wake of the caress.

"Oh... Tomi," Bill gasps.

Tom makes a low sound, and his piercing rubs at Bill's lip. Bill lets out a broken moan as the sensation is magnified tenfold because he can't see it coming.

He clings around Tom's neck, fingers tensing and relaxing in the soft, loose fall of Tom's dreadlocks. Tom gives him brushing kisses at first, a blessing because Bill's nerves are so hypersensitive. Then Tom's tongue dabbles over his bottom lip, and Bill makes a strangled sound, opening his mouth and surging forward, wanting more, wanting everything, even though he's already overwhelmed.

But Tom bowls him onto his back on the couch cushions and pins Bill with his weight. Bill yips and slaps at Tom's chest, making an abortive move to pull the blindfold off.

"Shh, Bill, shh." Tom's hands are rubbing up and down his sides, riding his t-shirt up.

"Nn. Jerk," Bill mumbles, rebellious, straining to see through the bandanna.

"Just take it slow," Tom whispers, and a thumb skims against his jaw. Bill's breath hitches and his eyes slip shut as Tom's mouth covers his again.

He relaxes into it, letting his thighs fall apart so one of Tom's legs can settle between them. Tom rewards him by drawing Bill's bottom lip between his teeth, making it tingle with sweeps of his tongue across it. All Bill can do is lie back and feel Tom over him, feel Tom finally lick into his mouth, sliding their tongues lazily together.

It's a world of nothing but darkness and Tom on him, in him as their mouths seal hotly to one another, as Tom's hands find his waist and then his hips, where his fingers fit just so around Bill's little hip bones. Everywhere Tom touches him leaves a lasting imprint on his skin, longer than it would stay if Bill could see it, and Bill's a wreck under Tom, in the best of ways.

When Tom takes the blindfold off, Bill's eyes are still closed. Tom chuckles breathlessly against his lips. "Do that again sometime?"

"Mm, now," Bill suggests, opening one eye.

"Mmhm," Tom agrees, and they do.
Talya Firedancer: tokio hotel: twins nuzzfyredancer on September 7th, 2011 11:52 pm (UTC)
Mmmm, love these twins. <3
when the gales of November come early: best of [twins]kishmet on September 8th, 2011 12:14 am (UTC)
Meeeee too. <3 I liked the excuse to write RL!twins, for once. Haha.

I LOVE YOUR ICON.
Talya Firedancer: tokio hotel: twins nuzzfyredancer on September 8th, 2011 12:20 am (UTC)
.......that's right, you haven't written RL twins in a long time, have you??

I thought this was perfectly lovely. ♥ The furtiveness of one taboo sort of taking backseat to the beautifully trusting act of the kink. And, of COURSE Bill gets so wrapped up in it he wants to do it again, immediately.

I LOVE YOUR........FACE? D: (I'm not very good at this, lol.)