shi-no-toge:

hanakotobawakodoku:

Entirely unaware that he had an audience, Eric kept it up. His movements were fluid, hips inspired to sway with the music and feet bouncing against the bed in time. Yes, he was the sort to go about dancing on his bed. And while he wasn’t bad at it, it seemed his balance needed a little work — for one wrong step and he was sent (in a fit of loud shouts and cursing) tumbling to the ground with a crash. Sheets tangled around his legs and hair disheveled.

Alan took a steadying breath and leaned forward. He hadn’t kissed someone in a very long time, he just hoped he could manage without embarrassing himself. He looked into the other reaper’s eyes for a moment then slowly pressed his lips to Eric’s.

Eric froze. It was the first time that he quite known how to kiss someone back. Alan was special. He wasn’t like any of the other people that Eric had actually kissed. Why? Because he actually had come close to really loving him just now. And more than anything he really wanted to show it. So as he returned the kiss, as sweetly as he could, he knocked their foreheads together hard, and pulled back, flushed.