Colonnello sits in the breakfast nook, slumped over the table. He looks out the window onto the backyard, not really admiring the view or anything, counting the seconds as he's alone in the mansion for now.

He lazily focuses on Skull's flames as he approaches the mansion, the first to come back from their group training session. He listens to him open the door, go upstairs for a bit, probably to shower, then walk inside the kitchen and do one thing or another in there. He turns his head the other way when he walks out of the kitchen into the breakfast area, instead of walking out the door giving into the hall the way he came in.

Skull gives him a withering glare as he walks past him, and Colonnello just huffs pointedly, rolling his eyes. It seems Skull just really likes to be angry with him no matter what.

"Did you just glare at me?" he asks after him, stating the obvious, straightening against the booth. "You can't just make me the reason of all your problems even when I literally didn't do anything, you know. What's up?" he asks, curious.

"You!" Skull shouts, whirling around. "You're what's up, Colonnello! Do you really like it so much coming here and making my life harder? Like they aren't already always comparing me to every man and their dog on earth?" Oh, so the training didn't go well, huh. Well, that's definitely not on him. "Why don't you go over there and take my place if they like you so much? If you're so much better than me? Why don't you go on missions with them in my stead so they can get off my fucking back for once!" Colonnello has noticed before, but Skull's voice actually goes deeper when it grows stronger. His voice's naturally on the higher side though, and it's easy on the ear to hear the mix of both. Sure would be nicer to hear too if it didn't always happen when Skull's screaming at him. "And—!" he starts, but then abruptly stops. Colonnello raises his eyebrow. "And…" he trails off, deflating.

"Better?"

Skull purses his lips tight, tensed, clearly not better. He's looking at him, not only angry or frustrated but actually upset, and there's something like… a plea in his eyes.

Oh.

Yeah, sure, he can do that.

He stands, going to him, and does his best to kiss his pout away, holding his face between his hands. He takes his time with it, coaxing Skull to relax in the kiss with gentle movements of his lips.

"So, is this actually our thing, now?" he asks after pulling back. "Because you could just have asked."

"You'd have liked that too much. I'm upset right now, so I don't want to make anyone else happy."

Colonnello barks out a short laugh. "How selfish," he says, but leans in for another kiss anyway.

He wraps his arms around his neck, pulling him closer, and Skull wraps his arms around his back. They take their time with this one too, savoring it, content to just feel the other against them, to move in sync against each other.

Colonnello leans his forehead against his when they break apart, and slightly nuzzles it against his. "Better?" he asks again. He sure looks better, the deep frown between his brows gone, his face soft again, his body lax in his arms.

"What, you're actually going to make me say it?"

"How about a thank you for once, then?"

Skull narrows his eyes, and takes his sweet time getting it out. "Thanks."

Colonnello scoffs, but he's grinning. "Geez, thanks. Could you sound any more fucking reluctant?"

Skull laughs, almost giggling. Colonnello huffs, but he holds his face between his hands again, and peppers his face with butterfly kisses, making him laugh even more. He nudges him back as he does so, and pins him against the nearest columns separating the breakfast area from the family room.

"Hey," Skull says, leaning away from his kisses. He shifts against the column, looking at it then back at him with playfully narrowed eyes. "What do you think you're doing?"

"What do you mean?" he asks, playing innocent.

Skull clicks his tongue, but bites the inside of his cheek to hold onto the grin pulling at his lips. He lets him kiss him again anyway, and opens his mouth for Colonnello to slip his tongue inside when he asks for it by lightly biting his lip.

The kiss turns hot and heated fast, whether by his doing or Skull's, or both. They push at each other and pull at each other's clothes to get even closer, their tongues entangling with each other's and battling to take the upper hand. Coloonnello cups his neck, angling his head for a deeper kiss, and they moan in each other's mouth, and breathe hot, panting air on each other's lips whenever they pull away, only to dive right back in again. Colonnello moves his hand higher, tangling his fingers in Skull's hair, and then he pulls.

Skull all but mewls, arching his back, and Colonnello feels light-headed, all his blood going south.

"Felt good, huh?" he breathes against his mouth.

Skull squirms, whimpering. "D—did not…" he pants, lying through his teeth, like Colonnello can't see the pleasure plain as day on his face, in his eyes. "Fuck… Don't pull," he says, wrapping his hand around his wrist.

Colonnello takes his hand away from his hair easily, but pins his hand against the column above his head in exchange. "Sure didn't," he teases, grinning, and kisses him at the corner of his lips and along the line of his jaw, letting him catch his breath.

Skull huffs. "Can't believe you were holding that grudge all this time. Really can't ever get away with shit with you people."

Colonnello bursts out laughing, can't help it, pulling back. Skull grins, laughs a little too, but it's weak and breathless, and he looks so good like that, panting and flushed red, needy and wanting.

"Alright, enough laughing," he says, grabbing his shirt, then pulls him in for a quick kiss. "Come on," he says in between kisses as Colonnello still keeps grinning. "Come on. Please, okay? Please," he breathes out on his lips after another kiss, looking him in the eye, and Colonnello couldn't possibly say no to that.

He kisses him, deep but still quick, kisses his jaw again and down his neck. He licks the line of his neck, Skull's shivering and his breath hitching, a faint whine catching at the back of his throat. He tilts his head to give him more room, and Colonnello happily takes him up on his invitation, biting down at the juncture between his neck and shoulder.

Skull cries out in a delightfully strangled voice, jolting, clawing at his shoulder and holding onto him like a lifeline.

"Better?" Colonnello whispers in his ear yet again with a hoarse voice, just to be a little shit.

A/N: Just one last make out session before I wrap this story up next chapter!

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- Hope