[ He's reckless, pursuing him, gently pushing his hands side and pressing soft kisses against his palm, catlike in his affections. He notes the unnatural response, the fact that the alcohol is doing its job, and he darts in a little further, lapping a little at Kakashi's lips.
Hands cradling Kakashi's face, he kisses his uncle again - a tad clumsily, humming - ] I can taste the wine on your tongue.
[ Another kiss, searching, exploring. He doesn't intend to let the other man go now, not when he's tasted something this good, this unique and intoxicating that it threatens to take his breath away. He'd always imagined what it'd be like, and now, now that he's doing it, kissing his mother's brother - it feels like the best thing in the world. ]
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Hands cradling Kakashi's face, he kisses his uncle again - a tad clumsily, humming - ] I can taste the wine on your tongue.
[ Another kiss, searching, exploring. He doesn't intend to let the other man go now, not when he's tasted something this good, this unique and intoxicating that it threatens to take his breath away. He'd always imagined what it'd be like, and now, now that he's doing it, kissing his mother's brother - it feels like the best thing in the world. ]
Do you love me, uncle? I love you.