[ mm, yes, kissing. why did thomas wait so long to do this again? oh, right. morals and ethics and things like that. fuck morals, this is so much better than having those. perched comfortably on minho's lap with his legs crossed behind min's back, thomas is pretty sure he could stay here forever.
and kissing him, jesus. minho's also an absurdly good kisser. add that to the list of things that thomas loves about his personal chef.
sighing into his mouth, thomas's curious hands move before the rest of him does--they curl into the back of his shirt, slide up his neck, over his shoulders, before he eventually settles on running them into his hair. it's just long enough that he can get his knuckles gripped into it, and that he does, giving a little tug and kissing him back with all of the calculated curiosity you could expect from an engineer. ]
[ Fuck morals. No one needs morals, here. Minho sure as hell isn't thinking about how this is typically frowned upon in the usual workplace. Thomas is so not the typical boss, and they're definitely not the typical work relationship. Nevermind the whole kissing thing - their general rapport definitely has them as unique entities.
Has he ever kissed someone with such a soft mouth? He doesn't know. He really doesn't care, because nothing compares.
With every movement of Thomas' hands, he just wants to press up against his touch. But with the grip to his hair, Minho leans into the kiss a little more, reactive as anything to the tug. It leads to him going to catch Thomas' bottom lip between his teeth, a quick drag against the flush of his mouth. Honestly, if he could just spend all day doing this... ]
[ is it weird if he wants to push minho back? not in a stop kissing me way, but in a i want to get even closer to you way. like, thomas would really be happy to get closer biblically at this point. minho's not just extremely attractive, but he's everything thomas has ever wanted in a person, and he's never crushed so badly on someone before--even when he had a thing for brenda the pizza girl (before she turned out to be bisexual, but not bisexual for thomas) it had just been fleeting, quiet. with minho, it was a monster that seemed to overtake him every time they were in the room together. now that he was allowed to touch him like this, how was he going to keep his hands ( and mouth ) off?
when he bites his lip like that, thomas makes a faint little noise against his mouth and immediately chases after him to repeat the motion. yeah right, like he's gonna let minho just kiss the life out of him without a fight. he tugs his hair a little bit again, just to try and get that reaction out of him, and in doing it, thomas's hips automatically roll down against him, like he can't control it.
oops. well. if it wasn't obvious how invested he was in this before. ]
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and kissing him, jesus. minho's also an absurdly good kisser. add that to the list of things that thomas loves about his personal chef.
sighing into his mouth, thomas's curious hands move before the rest of him does--they curl into the back of his shirt, slide up his neck, over his shoulders, before he eventually settles on running them into his hair. it's just long enough that he can get his knuckles gripped into it, and that he does, giving a little tug and kissing him back with all of the calculated curiosity you could expect from an engineer. ]
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Has he ever kissed someone with such a soft mouth? He doesn't know. He really doesn't care, because nothing compares.
With every movement of Thomas' hands, he just wants to press up against his touch. But with the grip to his hair, Minho leans into the kiss a little more, reactive as anything to the tug. It leads to him going to catch Thomas' bottom lip between his teeth, a quick drag against the flush of his mouth. Honestly, if he could just spend all day doing this... ]
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when he bites his lip like that, thomas makes a faint little noise against his mouth and immediately chases after him to repeat the motion. yeah right, like he's gonna let minho just kiss the life out of him without a fight. he tugs his hair a little bit again, just to try and get that reaction out of him, and in doing it, thomas's hips automatically roll down against him, like he can't control it.
oops. well. if it wasn't obvious how invested he was in this before. ]