[ You're really cute gets a laugh, bright and startled. Matt's still laughing when Iggy's lips meet his.
Then, blissfully, the world goes quiet. All the panic of choking, the confusion of these endless halls, the cars that won't arrive and the path that Matt couldn't bring himself to walk down and his crawling, spiderweb feeling that this stupid fucking tie means something--that all grinds to a halt. There's just the sweet, sinking union of the kiss.
Iggy pulls back, leaving Matt already breathless. He lets his hand be taken, lets himself be drawn towards and then onto the chaise, and smiles in amusement at the question.
You can't like me, you don't even know me, he wants to say. But even with the liquor he's imbibed tonight, that feels like a mood-ruiner. ]
I like ... learning, [ Matt decides, with a glance down Iggy's legs and then back up. He's rocking the panniers, in Matt's opinion. ] About people.
[ And most other things, but people seems most relevant at this exact moment. Matt smooths a hand over Iggy's chest, fingers questing curiously up, up. He leans in with head tilted, hoping for another kiss. Aiming to make this one last. ]
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Then, blissfully, the world goes quiet. All the panic of choking, the confusion of these endless halls, the cars that won't arrive and the path that Matt couldn't bring himself to walk down and his crawling, spiderweb feeling that this stupid fucking tie means something--that all grinds to a halt. There's just the sweet, sinking union of the kiss.
Iggy pulls back, leaving Matt already breathless. He lets his hand be taken, lets himself be drawn towards and then onto the chaise, and smiles in amusement at the question.
You can't like me, you don't even know me, he wants to say. But even with the liquor he's imbibed tonight, that feels like a mood-ruiner. ]
I like ... learning, [ Matt decides, with a glance down Iggy's legs and then back up. He's rocking the panniers, in Matt's opinion. ] About people.
[ And most other things, but people seems most relevant at this exact moment. Matt smooths a hand over Iggy's chest, fingers questing curiously up, up. He leans in with head tilted, hoping for another kiss. Aiming to make this one last. ]