"Kyouichi..." he whines, "I was looking forward to that." But before Kyouichi can mutter something of an apology for drinking the boy's strawberry milk, Tatsuma is so close it startles him, and then-- his lips are against his. His eyes are wide with shock as Tatsuma forcefully, but not roughly, pushes his tongue into his mouth. Kyouichi gasps, and Tatsuma steps closer, pressing him into the wall. He releases a soft purr of pleasure at the mellowed out taste of strawberry, Kyouichi can feel it rumble down his own throat, and it almost makes him moan.
Shit... he knew shouldn't have drunk the stupid milk! Now he's got Tatsuma's tongue crammed down his throat and he's liking it. He just wishes the other boy would stop taking his damn time, efficiently licking every inch of his mouth for the flavor. His resolve to just stand there and let Tatsuma have his way is crumbling, but just before he has the temptation to respond, to turn the tables and switch their positions, Tatsuma deems it enough.
He slowly pulls away, sensually enough to make Kyouichi's legs tremble. The light red flush on his cheeks makes itself known as he catches his breath, glaring at Tatsuma with embarassment as the boy licks his lips slowly. Tatsuma makes a soft sigh of contentment and opens his eyes, looking at Kyouichi with something that both pisses him off and makes his face redder, "That was good, but... I'm still thirsty."
The comment throws Kyouichi off so much that he finds himself putting a hand to his head, "I..I'll buy you something..." He grudgingly mutters and turns away. He's just hoping his face returns to its normal color before he runs into anyone else as he struts off in search of a vending machine. Tatsuma follows after merrily, and the corner of his mouth twitches with the hint of a smirk.