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WHO: Herbert West and Tony Stark
TONE: Awkward and goofy and confusing
RATING: PG-13, probably
WHEN: 10th
WHERE: Library
WHAT: Tony's love potion dose gets him fixated on a very unlikely target.
STATUS: Ongoing

Herbert barely noticed the two boys sitting at the next table over in the library. He was too busy composing a treatise on how physical fitness positively affected mental prowess (a new revelation to him, but one only had to look at the perfection that was Odinson to know it made the most sense), sucking on the end of his quill between bursts of furious writing. Anyway, it was only Rogers and Stark, and weirdly enough, a lot of his irritation at Stark lately seemed to have disappeared once he'd gotten a good look at the husky blond boy and ... well. That was probably not an appropriate thought to have in a library.

The small boy smiled to himself as he made another note, this time concerning human pheromones and their genetic advantages.

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"If you say 'Fancy meeting you here', I'm going to kick you," Herbert said frostily, glaring up at Tony, not liking the way he was boxed in. "Now get it over with."

"Actually, I was just going to say 'Your lips look lonely. Would they like to meet mine?'. But then, that's kind of cheesy"

And with that he leans into him a little and kisses him again.

The kisses catches him mid-protest, but he doesn't freeze this time - he's expecting it at least. He doesn't kiss back, though, either, at least not at first. He's determined to remain aloof from this whole process, though that's probably going to prove really difficult to stick to, if not impossible.

He moves in a little closer, his tongue flicking out to tease against his lips.

Herbert makes a distressed little noise ... which parts his lips slightly.

He hums a little, in hopes to make Herbert feel less distressed as he slips his tongue into the older boys mouth to try and tease the underside of his lips.

Herbert remains impassive, for a few moments, anyway. But it's just too hard not to respond to a tongue in his mouth and finally the smaller boy relents a little, parting his lips further and kissing back, his tongue playing back with Tony's.

When he feels Herbert tilts his head into the kiss, trying to move with him. Having kissed Bruce a few times he had a bit of an idea of what to do, but the potion had made Tony want to impress Herbert, so he really wanted his inexperience to come through to him.

Herbert, on the other hand, actually has a bit more experience. He's made out with a few people. Well, two, but one of those was fairly extensively over a brief period. But frankly, he wanted to impress Tony, too, though for entirely different reasons - it would be nice to show the other boy up for once. So he reaches up, cupping the younger boy's face in his hands, and he kisses the other Ravenclaw properly with a rather extensive amount of tongue.

He can't help but blink as the hand touches his face, glancing at it before closing his eyes, quietly admitting to himself that Herbert taking charge even a little was pretty exciting for him and he makes a slight noise to let Herbert know that he was enjoying this kiss as he starts to get more enthusiastic into the kiss.

Herbert pushes his body forward a little, aggressively, internally noting the noise with a kind of vicious glee which is more of a turn on than he expected. It just feels so good to have Stark acknowledging his skill at something, even if it's nonverbal and even if it's induced by a spell or whatever. He explores the other boy's mouth with surprising deftness - Herbert may be clumsy at a lot of things, but he's a pretty decent kisser.

Feeling Herbert push against him, he does make a small gasp, as he had no reason to expect it, but soon starts to lean into the pushing. His head tilting more into the kiss and puts a hand on his hip.
Until now, all of Tony's kisses had been with Bruce, and each time Tony had taken the other boy by surprise, so kissing someone who not only expected it but kisses back has got him giddy. After all he's still only 14.

Herbert's slender, shorter body fits up rather nicely against Tony's, and a little experimental head tilting put their mouths in effective alignment, after which the older boy proceeds the kiss his roommate breathless, or at least gives it his best effort.

Finally, though, he has to break for air, and he stares up at Tony, biting the inside of his cheek.

"There," he says, though there's a slight waver in his voice. "Satisfied?"

As Herbert breaks and pulls from him, Tony keeps his hand on his hip, panting a little, his cheeks dusty with pink.

"Uh, well... Not after that, no. I want, well... More."

Tony was many things, and eager to indulge in things he enjoyed was definitely one of them. And really he was starting to wonder why he hadn't noticed Herbert and his lips a whole hell of a lot sooner.

He licked his lips hopefully.

Okay, Herbert has to admit, though he still thinks Tony is a complete prat, it's actually pretty intriguing to see the younger boy excited and rapt because of something he'd done. But the fact remains, he doesn't fancy Tony, and he's not sure it's a very good idea to continue doing this.

"You said you'd leave me alone if I did this with you ... " The lack of a firm telling off, though, is a dead-giveaway that he's a little torn about this.

"Yeah, but that's before I realised that kissing you is really great."

He starts to play with Herbert's belt loop.

"Five more minutes?"

He keeps grinning with his hopeful look, nibbling his own lip while he waits for an answer.

"Oh, so you thought it was going to be rubbish?" Herbert asks, pursing his lips in annoyance. "And that's supposed to convince me to do it again?"

"Who said anything about it being rubbish? Kissing is good, but that was great. You need to listen to what's said, not what you think is being implied sometime."

He grins a little, when did Herbert get so attractive when he pursed his lips, because really it's only bringing more focus to his lips and it really makes him want to just lean in and kiss him again.

Wait? Why just want it?

Tony doesn't answer his question so much as just lean in to kiss him again.

"Well, if you had to realize kissing me was good, that does imply-" Oh, look, kissing's actually a relatively effective method of shutting the smaller boy up. And Herbert doesn't fight the kiss, for all that he's been protesting - he kisses back the same way he didn't before, with that single-minded urge to show his roommate up, which, coincidentally, happens to be excellent for responding to Tony's desire to make out.

The urge that Herbert had, never equates to Tony as being shown up. All it's making him feel is that Herbert wants to kiss the living crap out of him, and Tony's more than a little happy for him to do it. He moves closer to him, leaning into him more as his other hand comes up to his hip. Because right now the world is Herbert, and Tony wants total immersion.

The smaller boy seems intent on providing it - he doesn't let up for quite some time, eating at Tony's mouth. First deep and intense, then more shallow, shorter kisses delivered one after another in a continuous stream. He leans back into the younger Ravenclaw's body, fitting up against him rather neatly. It's not until it's far too late that Herbert realizes he's probably either just hopelessly encouraged Tony, or set himself up to be made vicious fun of, later.

"There," he manages breathlessly, pulling back a few inches, glasses fogged up. "That has to be enough."

Tony wiggles and squirms against him slightly, as a way to get more contact with him. When they break again, Tony's cheek's are a lot pinker and he tries to angle his hops away.

"Well."

He lingers on the vowel.

"If we want to keep doing it... I... Might need five minutes."

Because in the end, Tony's a 14 year old boy smothered with hormones and he's just had the crap kissed out of him, so he was a little more excitable than he intended to be.

"Five minutes for what? Do you have to go to the bog or something?" Herbert asks, disgruntled, then sniffs. "It doesn't matter, anyway, I fulfilled my end of the bargain, now you can do yours and piss off."

That would probably be for the best. Herbert was getting a little too into it for his own comfort, as well. There were no inopportune erections cropping up, but it was only a matter of time, and how utterly mortifying would that be.

He pokes at his side almost playfully then glances down at himself.

"Well, take a moment to think about what you were just doing with a 14 year old ball of hormones."

He frowns a little at him.

"You're being way too abrasive for someone who was really getting into all that kissing you know.

Other than keeping his hips away from Herbert still, Tony hadn't moved away from him.

"Or do you just have a dismissive kink thing going on?"

He grins again, somehow finding that kind of interesting.

"A what?" Herbert asked, looking appalled at the idea. "No! I just want you to go away now!"

Before things get any more embarrassing.