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Bringing up baby

WHO: Gamzee and Tavros
TONE: Goofy and silly, later swoony
RATING: PG-13 to R, possibly, depending
WHEN: Feb 9th through the egg event
WHERE: Hufflepuff table in the Great Hall
WHAT: Various egg shenanigans with the boys
STATUS: Ongoing

Gamzee hurries over to the Hufflepuff table - well, hurry is a relative term for him, he ambles a little more quickly than usual - holding a small wooden box close to his chest. Wisps of cottonb stick out every which way, and he sets it down next to Tavros as he spots the other boy, squeezing in next to him much to the annoyance of one of the younger boy's Housemates.

"I got it, bro, check it out!" he declares proudly, setting the box down, where the tiny snake egg is nestled in amongst all the cotton.

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The kiss catches him by surprise, and he peeks up at him again. "You.. want to go on a date? With me?"

He's so startled by that he completely misses the second question.

"Yeah," Gamzee says, smiling down at the other boy. He would have never asked before, too afraid of rejection, but somehow it seems easier to take the risk right now. "You cool with that? If you're not, it's okay, I just really been wanting to do that."

There's a moment where he thinks his heart is literally going to beat it's way through his ribcage, and any butterflies in his stomach felt more like a stampede of bulls. "I am! I mean... I, uh... would really like that. I'm just, uhm.. "

He chews on his lip, trying to put his words in order as he curls his arm tighter around the other boy.

Gamzee runs his fingers through Tavros's mohawk, waiting patiently for the smaller boy to figure out what he wants to say, prompting only gently, "Just?"

"I'm just, uh... not the guy, who ever gets asked on dates." So getting asked on one is a big deal for him, and he's struggling to believe its actually happening. By the one person he never expected would ever look at him in that way no less.

"Yeah, me, either!" Gamzee agrees, since really, it had been him pursuing Shinra the whole time, and it's not like anyone's ever gone after him. "So I guess we all got that shit in common. Except now you are the dude what gets asked."

The taller boy grins down at him. "I didn't think you'd be up and getting your concession on, bro, I thought for sure you'd be turning me down 'cause you liked birds or something."

"I do! Like birds I mean. If by birds, you are referring to girls, and not creatures of an aviary sort. Which would probably be, awkward, and unfortunate." Nervous, bashful babbling go. "Liking boys too is, kind of a scary thing to admit but, uh... I am doing it now, even though my mind is saying 'no don't!' Because I don't want to get made run of, for another thing. But I think, you are worth all that."

"I wouldn't never make fun of you!" Gamzee declares, then realizes that Tavros is probably not referring to him. "But you don't have to be listening to anyone who's all flipping you shit, 'cause those motherfuckers don't even understand the words they puke outta their chutes."

He nuzzles at Tavros's hairline, as a thought suddenly occurs to him, and he pulls back a little. "What boys do you be liking, then?" Wow, he went from zero to jealous in about five seconds flat.

"They, uh... seem to think they do, which is usually, the biggest problem. Because that means, they don't want to listen, to anything else." School had never been easy for him, even muggle ones. He'd hoped that wizard schools would be different, but kids are kids and they're all dicks regardless. These ones just get to be mean with magic too.

The nuzzling seems to make Tavros relax a bit more, but he blinks back up at the taller boy, looking momentarily confused. "I, uh... kind of thought, that would be obvious, with what I said." Oh god, did he misinterpret something or say something stupid without realizing again?

"With what you-?" Gamzee starts, then stops, as he thinks about it. It's become second nature to assume Tavros isn't into him, and so he'd been thinking that maybe the smaller boy was willing to try because he didn't want to hurt the Slytherin's feelings. But looked at in a different light ...

He beams suddenly, huge and happy, and not caring even a little that they're in a public place, he ducks his head and kisses Tavros square on the lips.

Tavros nearly jumped out of his seat when Gamzee lunges in at him, and he sits there stunned for a good long moment before he starts to relax. He lifts his arms to wind around the taller boy's neck, eyes drifting closed. He cant say he has much experience in kissing. The one time he'd been kissed before this was by a really scary girl who didn't care whether he wanted it or not.

This is different. So very different it makes his heart sing and soul soar, and every other typically cliche thing that happens when your heart gets passed over to someone else for safe keeping.

The way Gamzee kisses is sweet and enthusiastic and a little sloppy. He's almost in shock that Tavros seems to be not only cool about all this, but even into it, and it's really hard not to just introduce the younger boy to the idea of tongue right motherfuckin' now. He manages to control himself, though, sliding his arms around the Hufflepuff's waist and pulling him closer, while moving his lips so that it turns into a series of short, soft kisses that have his heart pounding wildly in his chest with mad excitement.

He can't tell if he's any good at kissing or not, but he knows right away that he enjoys doing this with Gamzee. He can't help but smile every time their lips part, even if it's just for a moment. Slender fingers play absently in those thick, dark curls. Their snake, his worries, all of them forgotten for these few, warm moments. He can't remember the last time he was this happy.

Gamzee thinks the Hufflepuff happens to be sensational at kissing, mostly by virtue of just being Tavros who is kissing Gamzee. That pretty much makes this about perfect. When he finally pulls back, his dark eyes are wide and the pupils are just a little dilated.

"Woah. Damn. Motherfuck, can I get me some more of that?" he asks a bit breathlessly, grinning.

His face is red and his hair is disheveled and in his eyes, lips wet and pink from all the attention. He chews that lip for a moment, getting that impish look in his eyes. "Asking is not something, you really have to do."

Yet he still has the audacity to look coy, his breathing quick and anticipatory. "Ever."

It's like Christmas all over again, except even better, the look on Gamzee's face says - brilliantly happy and excited and like he can't quite believe what's happening, but he sure as hell isn't going to question it, because this is way too good to do something stupid like doubt. Open invitations for make-out sessions any time are the best.

"Oh, damn," he murmurs excitedly, because coy Tavros? Is about the hottest thing ever.

He bends in again, and this time when he kisses the other boy he flicks the tip of his tongue at the Hufflepuff's lower lip, encouraging his mouth open for something deeper. It's probably going a little fast, but he can't help it, his hormones just kicked into overdrive.

Tavros has no idea about any attractiveness or natural charm he might have, but he'd be a force to be reckoned with if he ever did. Gamzee's reaction makes him so very happy, in ways even he doesn't completely understand yet.

The brush of tongue makes him gasp and he's suddenly ten ways of nervous all over again. He almost pulls away, but in the end he doesn't, letting his eyes drift closed as he parts his lips.

Taking it as an open invitation, Gamzee slides his tongue past the younger boy's teeth, his own lips parting a little, so it can twine with Tavros's and play in his mouth. The Slytherin makes a lower noise in the back of his throat, something more heated and excited, and his arms tighten around Tavros's waist. He feels a little dazed, almost floating, but it's a good kind of dazed, like the rest of the world is just fuzzy mist that hardly matters at all.

His first kiss! With tongue! Oh god he's caught between being completely elated and terrified. What if he's bad at it? What if his breath smells? What if there's no way he could ever compare to Shinra? That's the part that worried him the most. He tries not to linger on all that and just enjoy it for what it is, warm and new and even the taste of the other boy's mouth made him tingle and forget he needed air to breathe.

From the way Gamzee's reacting, he doesn't seem to be bad at it? The Slytherin certainly seems pleased, and one hand roams up and down Tavros's back as he makes another low sound into the kiss, and it seems like his hand might even wander lower-

A loud throat clearing interrupts the pair, and then several horrified looks from other Huffleuffs at the table who have been forced to bear witness to this impromptu make-out session. Gamzee lifts his head with slightly dazed eyes, but there's a brief moment when they narrow and look remarkably sharp as he fixes the unfortunate interrupting student with a hard look.

He laughs lightly, happily, arching up into that hand as best he can, his lowerbody mostly immobile without his concentration being pointed in that direction. He's too focused on trying to make Gamzee happy than anything else for the time being.

Tavros is shocked so hard out of his daze that he almost forgets how to breath, his chest twisting from how hard his heart is pounding. How can he have forgotten where he is like that? O-oh god. He's never going to live this down, is he?

Regardless of his own paranoid fears, he doesn't pull away from Gamzee. For the Slytherin he'll take whatever ridicule the world wants to try and throw at him.

Gamzee's never felt much shame about public make-outs - the only concern is one of the teachers noticing and coming to reprimand them. That, and any of the motherfuckers at this here table making his boy feel like less than the beautiful, shining dude that he is. So he keeps his arms wrapped around Tavros, staring down the other Hufflepuff as though daring him to say anything.

"Let's get the fuck out of here," he murmurs to Tavros, and the very thought of going anywhere private with the younger boy is enough to accelerate the pace of the stirring in his pants. "Somewhere there ain't no motherfuckers to get all jealous and be trying to break this up."

"O-okay." Class is over already, right? He has mind enough to gather up the box with their snake baby but he can't bring himself to look at his classmates. He'd been having so much trouble accepting the fact that he liked guys and now he he's kissing one in front of the whole class and it's bewildering.

They do say love makes you do strange things.

"Where, uh... do you want to go?" He keeps his eyes on Gamzee, trying to ignore the feel of his classmates stares.

The astronomy tower is out this time of day, and a broom closet is probably a little too unclassy right now, even if it is convenient. Where would they put the snake, anyway? "That alcove on the fourth floor, all by that weird statue of that motherfucker with the crazy hat?"

It's really only a window ledge, but it's deep, and there are curtains that can be drawn. As long as someone doesn't pull them back, they should be fine ... right? Gamzee has to reign in his urge just to try and grope Tavros right here and now - that's not what you do with a sweet brother like the Hufflepuff, and anyway, if this is all real and not a dream, he's got time. But a little more making out would be nice. Really nice.

Tavros nodded and gathered his things. The potion may have made him love Gamzee, and be completely devoted to him, but it doesn't negate the fears he had prior. Like everything else he gets made fun of for, he doesn't try to renounce or hide from it, just from the people that might hurt him for it.

He curls his arm around one of Gamzee's once they stand, needing the support as much as he wanted it, especially if they're going to make a hasty retreat.

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