Some part of Kyle is berating himself for not just telling a joke, making some smart ass comment, and letting this go to teasing and him backing down. But then Alex was kissing his neck, and everything he knew he should be doing he just couldn't bring himself to do.

Like pull away and end this now.

He can't bring himself to do it though. Sure he could blame the alcohol, but it's more than that and he knows it.

That tug is all it takes, shifting to kneel over Alex's lap, to straddle him as both hands move to cup Alex's face. Staring into his eyes for a moment, just the briefest of pauses, and then his mouth is on Alex's, kissing him with the sort of reckless abandon he doens't think he's ever truly known before.