Kyle's breath catches in his lungs, going utterly still as Alex leans in, wondering how he'll feel kissing a guy, even a guy like Alex who he's thought about for years. Then it's more than a kiss, at least to Kyle.

Some part of his mind is telling him to stop. Telling him that neither of them can explain this, and Alex probably wouldn't so it's some secret that he'll be keeping. Yet it feels so good, and everything in his mind just shuts down and focuses on nothing but Alex and how good this feel.

His fingers brush along the back of Alex's neck, dragging them through his hair as he cups the back of Alex's head in a silent plea for him not to stop. Legs parting a little, groaning as the sensation of Alex's mouth on his skin goes right through him.