Hi everyone! YakWak is my favorite ship of all time, and I think kissing is one of the most underrated aspects of it, so I wrote this! I hope you enjoy! Please leave a review letting me know what you did - or didn't - enjoy! Thanks!
Yakko stretched his legs out on the couch ottoman as he shoved his hand deep into the large popcorn bowl beside him, mindlessly scarfing down the buttery snack as he enjoyed this weeks newest episode of his favorite show, Dance Moms. The screaming of the loud, raspy dance-instructor filled the room as Yakko's eyes glistened while he soaked up every bit of juicy, petty drama. It always made him feel better knowing that no matter how chaotic his life may be, at least he doesn't have to worry about his placement on a dance pyramid.
The faint pitter-patter of feet on carpet crept it's way up to Yakko. Turning his head, he saw Wakko standing behind the couch with his attention focused on the television.
"What is this?" Wakko asked.
"Dance Moms. It's a show where young girls and their mom pay an exorbitant amount of money to get verbally abused by a dance instructor. It's pretty awesome."
Wakko, entranced by the television, walked himself to the couch and plopped next to Yakko who had moved the popcorn bowl to make space for his little brother.
The two boys sat quietly and watched for several minutes, completely engrossed in the near constant fighting and screaming from the mothers in the show. Wakko wasn't even paying attention to the popcorn, which was highly unusual for a boy with his appetite. Wakko sighed in relief once the episode was finally over.
"Pretty awesome, right?!" Yakko exclaimed enthusiastically.
"Yeah, umm... definitely. Very awesome." Wakko said sarcastically.
Yakko was about to start another episode when he noticed that Wakko had a very concerning grimace on his face - like he had something to say but was unable to.
"Is everything okay, bud?" Yakko asked.
"Yeah, I just... need to ask you for help." Wakko hesitated.
Yakko put the remote down and turned towards his brother. "Of course! Is everything okay?"
"Everything is great, but I just need you to teach me something. It's kind of embarrassing..." Wakko fidgeted in his seat as he turned towards Yakko.
"Oh God, do you have hemorrhoids again?!" Yakko said, trying to make a joke.
"What?! Eww, no! Yak this is serious!" Wakko pleaded.
Yakko quickly stopped laughing when he noticed Wakko wasn't laughing with him. "Okay okay, I'm sorry. Tell me whats on your mind, and I promise i'll be as serious as I can."
Wakko hesitated as he felt his cheeks turn a bright red from embarrassment. He almost decided to just say 'never mind' and leave, but he was reassured when Yakko put his hand on his shoulder and gave him a calming smile.
"C-Could you teach me how to kiss?"
Yakko started to laugh, but quickly contained himself when he saw that Wakko was being completely serious with the question and was obviously embarrassed by it.
"Wak, why do you think you need to ask me? I'm sure you're great at kissing!"
"Everyone always pushes me away and acts all disgusted when I kiss them, but I never see that happening with you." Wakko responded.
Yakko's heart melted a bit when he saw the very real insecurity that Wakko was facing. Although it seemed kind of silly, it was obviously affecting Wakko's self-esteem.
"I'm sorry Wak, but I just don't know how I could help you. It's something you just get better at with experience."
"You c-could always let me practice..." Wakko responded softly, a bit of fear etched in his tone.
Yakko's eyes widened the moment he realized what his brother was asking from him. "Wak, I love you, but not that much." Yakko's words were delivered in a lighthearted, playful tone, but they still managed to hurt Wakko's feelings a little bit.
"Why not? You hug me and kiss me goodnight and whenever I leave, so why not kiss for practice? It's just practice. It's not like I would want to kiss you otherwise."
"Because kissing on the lips is different than kissing your forehead while you sleep. Besides, I haven't kissed you goodnight in years, ya weirdo."
Just as Yakko grabbed the remote and was about to start another episode, Wakko pleaded one final time.
"Yakko! Please!" Yakko looked over to Wakko, who had his hands folded in a begging plea. "I'm just tired of everyone being disgusted by me every time I kiss them."
Yakko tried to stick to his guns and pretend like he wasn't phased, but the idea of Wakko being truly ashamed by his kissing ability did manage to make his heart ache for him. He took a deep breath in and rolled his eyes, astounded by what he was about to say.
"Okay Wak, you win. I'll teach you how to kiss, and I'll even let you practice."
Yakko could barely finish his sentence before Wakko leapt at him, giving him a tight hug along with various different forms of 'thank you'.
Yak playfully pushed him off. The bright-eyed boy looked at Yakko, eagerly awaiting his first lesson.
"Okay, first things first, I gotta assess your current abilities. Just pretend you're on a date or something and give me a big smooch like you would anyone else."
With that, Yakko closed his eyes and allowed Wakko to lean in to him. The boys lips connected, and Yakko took notice of all the good and bad things that he was doing. After a few long seconds, Wakko finally broke off the kiss. Yakko sighed in relief that it was over, but he also noticed that it actually wasn't as bad as he thought it was going to be.
"Well, did I do okay?" Wakko asked curiously.
"It was okay. On the plus-side, you held it for an appropriate amount of time. It wasn't too short or formal, but you also didn't mash your lips against mine for three hours." Wakko smiled at the positive-feedback. "However, it was very uneventful. You just kind of kissed me like you would a baby, only difference is you held it for a few seconds." Wakko's smile turned to a neutral smirk.
"One thing that will instantly improve your kissing ability is the use of your hands. You could grab your partners hands or waist, stroke the back of their head, run your finger down their cheek - just about anything. Go ahead and try it."
Wakko nodded and leaned in for another kiss. Their lips connected with much more force than before, and Yakko felt his spine tingle as Wakko's hands caressed the back of his head and moved their way down his back, giving him chills. The kiss, while still a bit plain, lasted much longer than it did before, going on for upwards of ten seconds. Yakko felt himself cringe a bit when he realized that he was actually sort of enjoying the feeling of Wakko's hands lovingly running up and down his body, starting from his lower back and going up to his neck and head.
Yakko felt a strange sensation of disappointment when Wakko broke the kiss, momentarily forgetting that the boy he was kissing was his little brother.
"Was that good?" Wakko asked with an eagerness to learn.
"Yes Wak, that was a lot better. The kiss itself was still a bit plain though. It seems like you're focusing too much on the action and technique. You just gotta let yourself get lost in it. Once you enjoy yourself, your partner will also enjoy themself a lot more. Just close your eyes, pucker your lips, and free-fall into it. It's supposed to feel good, after all."
Yakko took a brief moment to examine his younger brother, who was sitting next to him with his eyes widened and glistening with excitement. He had a difficult time telling if Wakko was actually enjoying himself or if he was completely unaffected by the act of kissing and was purely doing it for the educational aspect. Without much warning, Wakko leaned it for yet another kiss, this time putting his hands on Yakko's shoulders and pulling him in.
Yakko could instantly feel the change in emotion and passion coming from his younger brother. Their lips connected like two puzzle-pieces, and the feeling of electricity instantly surged through Yakko's body. He felt himself getting completely entranced by not only Wakko's soft, supple lips, but also the affectionate touch coming from Wakko's hands. He decided to return the favor by putting his hands around Wakko's soft and chubby waist, touching him gently and affectionately as the two boys passionately kissed.
Yakko could feel Wakko's body temperature rising as they wen't from kissing to full-blown making out. He crawled over on top of Wakko, who laid down and allowed himself to be pinned by Yakko. The boys continued kissing for a brief moment before it was broken off by Yakko, who looked down at his younger brother beneath them.
"One last lesson. Don't be afraid to use tongue."
Wakko smiled and pulled Yakko's head back down, fully embracing him into another kiss. The boys made-out passionately, with Wakko finally gaining the courage to slide his tongue into Yakko's mouth. Yakko did the same, and found himself greatly enjoying the soft, warm texture of his brothers mouth and tongue.
After several more moments of kissing with Wakko pinned beneath Yakko, the two boys returned back to a normal sitting position, kissing in a slightly more subdued fashion as opposed to the making out that was taking place.
Yakko grabbed Wakko and pulled him into his lap, kissing along his lips and eventually moving to his cheek and neck. He closed his eyes and got lost in the scent and taste of his brother as he gave him sweet, gentle kisses across his neck and eventually back to his lip. After a few more moments of affectionate kissing, the boys finally broke it off.
"I t-think..." Yakko was panting as Wakko straddled him in his lap. "I think you just graduated from kissing school."
Wakko laughed. "I couldn't have asked for a better teacher." Wakko placed one more affectionate kiss on Yakko's cheek as he stood up from his lap, leaving him flustered but extremely satisfied.