[ Odin shuts his eyes and leans into the kiss, and he's slow, at first, pressing his lips against Jonathan's until and just gently easing into it. It doesn't take long before-- muscle memory, or something, kicks in-- and he starts taking this further, maybe a little too fast. His tongue meets Jonathan's and his hand slides down his neck to his shirt, which he starts impatiently tugging at, like he wants it off. He breaks the kiss. ]
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Date: 2017-12-13 01:32 am (UTC)God, I hate clothes? I hate clothes. C'mon, off.