Ogafuru week day 1! First Time
(also due to how much stuff i have to do for the rest of the week, everything else will probably be the same length as this)
Summary: Post fight adrenaline can make you kiss your best friend, right? (just barely pre-Beel)
Furuichi was used to kissing girls. He was used to shy glances under long lashes and teasing looks and hair that smelled faintly of fruits and citrus. He was used to taking charge. Used to slipping his arms around a girl's shoulders and pulling her close. He was used to how soft girls were, and the way that they smelled and the taste of their lip balms and chap sticks. And he loved it; everything from their painted nails to cute clothes to demeanor.
What he was not used to was the feeling of fingers gripping his jacket tight enough that he was afraid it might rip, and the returning sensation of doing the same himself. He wasn't used to being shoved up and pressed against the wall or the brief pain of too sharp teeth biting into his lip.
With a grunt he pushed Oga away to take a few quick breaths, his chest heaving and eyes staring into Oga's like a challenge. Oga, who had absolutely no experience when it came to this sort of thing- going as far as to avoid romance and dating completely- had a look of focus on his face like he was going into a fight; despite the fact that they'd literally just finished their last one- one of the idiots who'd attacked them was still groaning in the classroom corner. His mouth was slightly open and he was panting like he'd just run a mile. And Furuichi, who considered himself totally and completely straight, felt like he shouldn't like Oga's ruffled expression half as much as he does.
He's used to kissing girls and he's used to it being soft and gentle, and even in the most passionate moments there'd never been blood. Here the taste of it is sharp in his mouth- although it's more of the fault of the guy who'd slugged him than Oga's, but the fact that it doesn't make him recoil is what's mind boggling. Part of it's probably due to the leftover adrenaline from the fight- even if Oga did most of the actual fighting, because that's what the heros did in those western action movies, right? Just grabbed the girl after a fight scene and kissed her? But even he knows that he can't blame that entirely for the current situation.
After all, adrenaline probably didn't make you want to stick your hand down your best friend's pants. Probably.
He met Oga in a clash of teeth, but both of them were too stubborn to back down, Furuichi trying to make use of his prior experience to get the upper hand and Oga making up for the lack of his with pure stubbornness. It was a mess, but despite that Furuichi didn't want to stop. Adrenaline or attraction or whatever this was, he didn't want it to stop.
The heat from the aggressive make out is bringing his thought process to a grinding halt, but only thing that makes it through is the thought that is that he's not used to this. Not used to Oga looking at him like that and certainly not used to kissing him like this. It's a first but-
But he can grudgingly admit that it was something he might be able to (want to) get used to.
And tomorrow is Confession!
