"You're cute, button-kun." growls the hand huskily in such a low voice. It fills Button-kun's ears like music.
"Nani?! You can talk?!" screeches the blue button in shock before realizing its own voice. "Wait, I can talk?!"
The hand leans down to its new partner closely and almost predatory like as a low chuckle escapes from it. Voices behind them can be heard:
"Nous ne sommes pas étrangers à l'amour!? Tu connais les règles, et moi aussi! (What are you doing?! Push the button before they get here!)"
"Un total, engagement de ce que je pense...(I don't know, I'm having second thoughts...)"
"Tu n'obtiendrais ça d'aucun autre gars! Je veux juste te dire comment je me sens!(FOR GOD'S SAKE KID! PUSH THE GODDAMN BUTTON OR I'M PUSHING YOU!)"
Suddenly, button-kun felt warm and luscious lips against its own; the blue button lets out a muffle of protest from the sudden contact before melting into the kiss hand-san had initiate. The sensation hit the button like a tidal wave; for the first time in many years of its existence, it had the contact it yearned for and it sends all of its nerve in a very overwhelming burst. The kiss was passionate as the blazing fire of lust and desire, sweet as the finest chocolate, and melts into both of them like the silkiest butter. Their lips moved against one another like a perfect fit on a puzzle; it was perfect. The frenzy need to be touched sparked inside the blue button and fogs its mind. Button-kun couldn't get enough of it, it wants more. So. Much. More.
"Mmm...you taste so good, button-kun." Hand-san whispers, pulling away with a smirk. "Better than those sluts of buttons I touched minutes ago. This must be your first time, considering desperate you look already..." "Hah...H-Hand-san..." Button-kun whimpers, tries to speak- beg, over its ragged and heavy breathing and the overwhelming need growing and consuming its senses. The hand notices its desperation very quickly and shushes the blue button with a sweet peck on its cheek. "Shhh...let me take care of you, love.." the hand dives back down to its partner's soft blue lips with even more interest and desire.
If their first kiss wasn't enough to make Button-kun tip over the edge, their second kiss surely will. Hand-san's lips worked like an angel from heaven; moving, biting and sucking down on the blue ones, making the other hiss in pleasure. The blue button, despite its mind hazy, instinctively pulled the other deeper into their kiss. Then the hand's tongue begins to lick the bottom lip, asking for entrance. The blue button, a complete virgin, didn't know what to do, so it just slightly opens its mouth wider, and immediately felt a wet yet warm muscle inside its mouth, exploring freely.
The wet tongue moved to lick its upper teeth row and down to the lower ones, and then wrapped itself on Button-kun's own tongue. What was it suppose to do here? Should it move too...? When the blue tongue returns the action hesitantly but surely, a low moan escaped Hand-san and oh, was it the best thing Button-kun ever heard of. It wants to hear of it. So the button tries to imitate the other has been doing; licking, biting and sucking on each others' tongue. It was obviously an inexperienced and messy, but it did succeed in getting to hear those sweet moans again. Each was like a prayer; a mantra, and they only drove the button even more to madness.
"Ohh...you have no idea what you're doing to me..." Hand-san growls again, which caused every cell of the button to burn. Button-kun wants to say something, but with the overloading insanity of lust, the new pleasure of sensation, and a spinning mind, you can't blame it to just mumbling jumbo of words.
Their make outs grew wilder and more fierce as each seconds past, lips now swollen, mouths wide open than ever before, and their muscles scouting each other's counterparts. Saliva started pooling on Button-kun's corner lips before feeling its lover shifting weight on itself, and felt something below the button growing and straining; it doesn't know what it was, but it felt so fucking good when Hand-san grind down against it.
"Ahhh...Mmmm...more...ah-!" That was all Button-kun could say, which made the Hand smirk again in satisfaction. It pulls away from their messy make out session with a strand of saliva connecting their lips. Button-kun whimpers from the loss of contact. "No...please..." "Shh...I promise this'll make it up." the predatory grin Hand-san it had before came back, but it had a softer glint to it than before.
The hand goes down, leaving trails of open wet kisses down the button's needy body. Cries of need escaped Button-kun. Where is Hand-san going? it thought. It knew the hand wasn't going anywhere, but it was curious why its lover was going down...down...until...
