Disclaimer I own no rights to these characters
Warning contains Yaoi/Shounen ai themes
Firsts
"Waya, have you ever kissed a girl? I don't mean your mother. I mean someone you really like." Hikaru brushed blonde bangs out of his eyes.. "I never have. Some guys were talking at school and I wondered if they were making it up."
"Making what up?"
"Do kisses really taste like spun sugar?"
"I don't think so. Not unless the person you kissing just ate it." Waya grinned at Hikaru. "I once kissed a girl the kiss tasted like teriyaki chicken. She'd just eaten lunch before she surprised me by kissing me. She was the only girl I ever kissed."
"Teriyaki? Weird. I wonder what you tasted like to her. Do both parties taste the same thing or just what your partner ate last?" Hikaru said. "I haven't eaten anything in hours. I wonder if someone could tell what I had for breakfast from a kiss."
"Well if you want to we could try. I guess it would be good practice. I'd hate to look stupid when I finally kiss someone I like" Waya suggested casually.
"Try? You mean practice kissing?" Hikaru's eyes widened in surprise. "But we're both guys. Doesn't a kiss have to be between a guy and a girl? Wouldn't it be too odd."
"Anybody can kiss. You just can't get married if it's not a guy-girl couple. My uncle's current lover is a guy he works with. I saw them kissing last week." Waya shrugged. "Besides I didn't say we should date. Just practice a little.
"I guess we could if you think it's okay." Hikaru stepped closer to Waya. "Does this count as my first kiss?"
Slowly Waya leaned toward Hikaru and whispered "We can figure that out later."
The two boys met lip to lip. Hikaru yelped as they bumped noses. They both pulled back and rubbed the sore spot.
"Let's try that again but this time tilt your head just slightly to the right." Waya reached for Hikaru again.
This time there were no mishaps. Hikaru's eyes flew open when he felt Waya's tongue slip past his lips. They drifted closed as he started to feel.
What is this taste? I can't place it. I have so many words for a kiss. Hot, wet, soft, but no name for taste. Hikaru relaxed more and tried to ignore feelings and analyze the kiss.
Sai what flavor is this? What is the taste of a kiss?
~"Waya, that's the flavor. Each person has their own essence wrapped up in the kiss."~
Waya ran his fingertips down the side of the younger boy's neck. Hikaru shivered and gasped. Waya took the opportunity to plunge deeper. Hikaru moaned and unconsciously moved closer.
~Something tells me he may have only kissed one girl, but he's been doing a lot of practicing. He knows all the right moves.~
Finally Waya ended the kiss with a gentle tug on Hikaru's bottom lip. Hikaru hissed as he felt the teeth roll off.
"So what does a kiss taste like?" Waya said.
"It's not a flavor. It's a feeling. This kiss tasted like Waya. Hot, relentless, and giving. Hikaru sighed.
"Shindo tastes of energy and sweetness, but also something special. For some reason you feel like secrets. I never realized a kiss could taste or feel like secrets."
Did Waya taste Sai in my kiss? Sai do you think that's possible?
~"I don't think so. But I could be wrong. Waya's a lot more experienced than he led you to believe.~ Sai flipped open his fan. ~"He played your body like a professional musician. If that was only his second kiss I died a virgin."~
~"Don't even say it. I know you want to ask and the answer is no. I wasn't a virgin."~
"Waya how many people have you really kissed? If that was only your second kiss you must have learned a lot from the first."
"I said I had only kissed one girl." Waya winked. "You never asked about guys."
~"Dangerous. Definitely dangerous. Don't let him turn your head Hikaru."~
"So do you think I count as your first kiss?" Waya cocked his head and smiled.
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I'm sorry to anyone who doesn't like Waya being a mack, but I couldn't resist. I promise to write more possibly tomorrow, but definitely soon. Please read and review this and also my other fics.