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Baby steps.

Studying was probably a wiser idea. Bulba could only encourage good study habits, especially when it was actually important. It should have been easy to encourage him to go do what he needed to do, but there was still a moment where he hesitated. It was hard to say how much they would really let themselves see each other before they told other key parties. Right now things were still calm, but they were still so new as well. It was unclear how selfish he'd be if he took advantage of the uncertainty in Vinnie's voice to insist he stay for at least a little while.

Even if he was still smiling enough, it was hard to keep his ears from drooping in disappointment.

"... Maybe yeah," the blonde said with a small nod, leaving the option still somewhat open.

Vinnie could see that droop. The fact that the younger Saur kept smiling despite the obvious disappointment conveyed by his ears only made him feel disappointed in himself as well. Bulba was just being overly considerate, as usual.

He was already screwing this up, wasn't he. Yeah, he was. He had to fix this somehow.

Turning an even deeper shade of red, Vinnie mumbled, "Sorry," before clasping his face in one hand and plunging down into a deep, apologetic kiss.

Whatever look of bewilderment Bulba might have worn in face of the other Venusaur's apologies was very quickly overshadowed. No one could say Vinnie wasn't good at surprises at least. His heart had leapt a little at the suddenly much more intimate shift. Bulba's eyes fluttered shut and he let himself lean into the kiss, savoring the way it felt and the sweetness that came with it. This was nice.

When their lips finally parted he lingered close, breathing out a soft laugh against his cheek.

"You don't always have to apologize to do that."

"Oh."

Vinnie hadn't even realized that particular pattern. He bowed his head just slightly, beginning to feel a little embarrassed at being such a novice, already biting back another apology.

Without saying anything else, he much more tentatively approached Bulba's lips again, this time planting a lighter kiss upon them as though to make up for the mistake. Fond in its touch, but brief enough to be missed as he pulled away.

Awkwardly, Vinnie bit his own lip in a worried expression right afterwards. That was too much, definitely, and the sheepishness was making him antsy. "I should... go..."

Bulba hummed slightly in content as Vinnie kissed him again, but it wasn't quite satisfying at all. Appreciated, certainly, but with far too much brevity. He followed after his lips for a moment but paused, stilling himself.

Glancing up at him, his brows furrowing slightly at the worried look that had crept on to Vinnie's face. Had that been bad, he wondered. Was this not okay...? He was still trying to get away, so maybe that's what he should have done. He had left it open, after all.

"I don't want you to," were the words that actually left his mouth though. He dipped his head against Vinnie's shoulder and took in a breath. "I know I should let you study but... I don't want you to go yet."

Unsure of what to say in response, Vinnie remained where he stood, helpless to move while Bulba's head resting against him. Wordlessly, he let his arms wrap around the smaller Saur, as silent indication that he wouldn't leave. Not yet, anyway. Not while he was like this. The only sound he made was a faint, low hum in his throat as he tried to figure out what exactly to do now. What did boyfriends usually do? It seemed strangely difficult to figure out how early a stage this relationship was when it felt like they'd known each other for so many years already.

He let his hands rest where they were in that light hug, and leaned his head so that it rested against Bulba's. Without realizing, Vinnie was beginning to smell sweeter - with a slight, almost unnoticeable change in his usual perfume.

This was actually very much okay for Bulba. He liked this. As for things that boyfriends did... Saying that they were the things they already did hadn't been that much of an exaggeration, as far as he was aware. The only real difference from his friendship with Kirby when they started going out was that they cuddled a lot more and kissed a little bit. When it came to Vinnie, though, this was the sort of thing they had already been doing for quite a while. It was already something that was warm and familiar.

He breathed in slow and deep, drawing in the soft beginnings of the other's scent and letting it wrap him up like Vinnie's arms. Bulba still wasn't sure when it had become a scent that he would seek out, but there it was. This time, however, there was more to it to be discovered that Bulba was not entirely expecting somehow. Warmth flooded across his cheeks as he took in the sweetness this time. There was just a tiny bit of... had it never been explained to him (if you could count a lot of teasing as an actual explanation), Bulba would never had paid mind to that extra, subtle new note to the signature of his perfume.

Bulba slipped his arms lightly around Vinnie's waist, returning the hug as his flower released its own response, mingling its own special sweetness with the other in the air around them.

Edited 2013-12-15 06:58 (UTC)

Vinnie breathed in deep - if he wasn't already red in the face, he would've been turning it. What was simply a slight change in sweetness before became something for him to covet once he recognized it. Its was reassuring - as though its presence was there to comfort him for his choices.

No... Bulba chose him. Chose. That word echoed in his head. It hadn't really occurred to him before to see it that way, considering he had kept the other Saur waiting on his answer so long. But it could've been anyone that Bulba fell for, and somehow he was it...

Being on the other side of the decision was a bit surreal. Vinnie had made the decision to leave his family, to join Red and then to leave him - and the uncertainty behind those decisions weighed on him. What he felt in Bulba's arms, though, was a strange kind of freedom and hope.

"Thank you," he said, soft enough to be a whisper. "For choosing me." Especially when it felt like no one else wanted to keep him.

What Bulba felt in that moment was something he was not sure he could describe. Something light and warm and fluttering. Sometime before he had felt something similar, but it had been so much more hesitant where here it felt like the whole of him was laughing. Bulba lifted his head enough to nuzzle his face against Vinnie's neck, breathing in more of that fragrance.

Thank you for finding me, he had said. Thank you for choosing me, he said now.

He held the other a bit tighter, as if answering the unspoken. Bulba was not about to let him go.

"Thank you for letting me," he murmured back, placing a soft kiss against his skin.

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I still don't have a kissing icon???

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