'Stolen Kiss'
(ScipioxProsper)
Their first kiss was at night, by the canal where the gondolas were gracing the top of the water, sitting unused for the night. The moon had been full and round and the stars had been bountiful. Prosper had been shocked, to say the least, when the one and only, self proclaimed, Thief Lord had leaned down and firmly pressed his lips against Prosper's own while tilting the shorter boy's chin up with his left hand. Prop's eyes had done lovely saucer impressions before he let them slide closed dazedly. The kiss had been all too brief, in Prop's opinion, as moments later Scipio was pulling away and smiling down at him. "Scipio…that...that was my first kiss…" Scipio smirked,
"Well, looks like I can steal just about anything, eh?"