Techie froze and felt ice run through his veins. Why is Kylo Ren, of all people, talking to him?! The blood is pulsing so hard in his ears that he doesn’t even know what the man is saying, and can only stare blankly at him.
“Um, ah,” he says, very intelligently.
And then bolts for the nearest exit.
Encouraged by Ren’s response, he runs his lips teasingly over his, coaxing him forward. Ren’s lips are a little chapped, but they’re nice; HE’S so nice- to touch, to kiss, to have. A little hesitant, the tip of Techie’s tongue pokes out. He’s so warm in Ren’s arms…
Kylo follows his tease, moving closer into him so they won’t stop kissing. And then he feels the warm tip of Techie tongue, so small and sweet but so eager. He pulls him forward now, as close as he can, and kisses him deep, clumbsy, needy, and sweet all in one himself. There’s so much he want to say but can only show.
The sweet sensation of Ren’s tongue against his makes Techie’s knees weak. He isn’t sure where this will go but he’s certain of one thing: it’s very, *very* tempting to eat him up right here, right now. To lead him towards the bed and crawl over him, greedy. But maybe that’s too much too fast… Techie breaks them apart just enough to croon, “Where do we g-go from here?” against Ren’s mouth. Both their lips are kiss swollen, and Techie has never been so aroused in his life.
TechieHux 