[Gamzee takes it slow, his fingers stirring lightly through the finer hairs at the base of Arthur's skull. At first he just moves his lips gently against the other boy's, letting him get used to the feeling, giving him a few moments before he lightly teases the tip of his tongue against Arthur's bottom lip, like an interrogative, Can I? Want to? The taller boy's scent - herbal and musky - seems to settle around them, probably because Gamzee is completely bent over the sitting Arthur, and his unruly hair falls forward to half curtain their faces as they kiss.]