Smoking cats - shinsero

In the Heat of the Moment

They decided to head to Shinsou's after their walk instead of going back to the dorms. And once they reached the apartment, the atmosphere felt different - charged with the electricity of unspoken desires and the intimacy that had blossomed between them. The evening had been perfect, and now, in the soft glow of his room, everything felt right.

"Do you want to watch a movie or something?" The purple haired boy suggested, trying to keep his voice steady despite the fluttering in his chest.

Sero smirked, stepping closer, his eyes glimmering with mischief.
"Or we could skip the movie and focus on something else entirely~"

Shinsou's breath hitched as the boy's words sank in. There was a boldness in Sero that sent shivers down his spine. He felt his cheeks warm as he nodded, a mix of nervous excitement swirling within him.

"Yeah, I'd like that," he replied softly, his heart racing.

As they moved to the bed, Sero's hand found Shinsou's waist, drawing him closer until their bodies pressed together. He could feel the heat radiating from Sero, and the space between them seemed to vanish.

With a gentle tug, the boy leaned in, capturing Shinsou's lips with his own. The kiss started sweetly, a tender exploration, but quickly deepened as Shinsou's body instinctively pressed closer. He felt hands slide up his sides, fingers dancing over his skin, igniting every nerve ending in his body.

He moaned softly as Sero's tongue brushed against his lips, inviting him in. He eagerly responded, their tongues mingling in a heated dance that sent waves of desire crashing through him. The kiss felt electric, every touch fueling the fire growing between them.

The boy's hands moved lower, gripping Shinsou's hips firmly, pulling him closer as they tumbled onto the bed. They broke the kiss momentarily, their breaths mingling in the air, hearts pounding in sync.

"Are you sure?" Sero asked, his voice husky with desire, searching Shinsou's eyes for any hesitation.

"More than sure," the other breathed, his heart racing with anticipation.
"I want this, Sero. I want you."

And with that, Sero captured his lips again, more fervently this time, as if trying to consume every part of the boy. The kiss ignited a wildfire within him, and he melted against Sero, surrendering to the sensations washing over him.

Shinsou's hands found their way to the other's chest, feeling the defined muscles beneath the thin fabric of his shirt. With a sudden burst of confidence, he pushed the boy back slightly, wanting to feel more of him. Their breaths mingled as Shinsou tugged at Sero's shirt, lifting it over his head, exposing the warm skin beneath.

"Damn," he murmured, his violet eyes roaming over Sero's toned body. He felt an overwhelming urge to touch and explore, to learn every inch of the boy.

"Like what you see?" Sero teased, a playful glint in his eyes.

"Definitely," the purple haired boy replied, a mischievous smile creeping onto his face.

In a moment of boldness, Shinsou leaned in, pressing soft kisses down the boy's neck and along his collarbone. Zero gasped, his hands tangling in the other's hair, urging him on.

"You have to idea what you're doing to me," the black haired boy breathed, his voice low ans filled with longing.

Shinsou's cheeks flushed at the praise, his confidence growing as he moved lower, planting kisses along Sero's chest. Each touch elicited a soft sigh from the boy, their bodies reacting to each other with an undeniable chemistry.