"Good, because I don't want to be stopping," Gamzee admits, tilting his face into those gentle hands. Then he gives in to his urge and throws his leg over Tavros's lap, so that he's perching on the smaller boy's thighs. He's careful not to put his full weight down, mindful of the braces, but he wants to get closer, and this is the best way he can think of how.

"Ever, but I guess a motherfucker's got to eat and piss sometimes," he adds thoughtfully, before leaning down to start in on the kissing again, just as deep, but this time a little slower, savoring it now that he knows Tavros isn't going to push him away.