walking disasters

A faint whimpering sound came from deep in his throat, and his body pressed desperately into Levi's. All at once, he felt a tongue in his mouth, and froze up a little. He had never gone this far into a kiss, and it was an incredibly different sensation. He didn't have too much time to contemplate this, as needy hands steadily worked their way into his shirt, and almost reluctantly, he broke away for a moment, his chest heaving rapidly. The shade of his face matched Levi's exactly, and his lips still remained parted.

A split second later, he sat up slightly, mechanically taking off his shirt. He didn't know what he wanted to happen, but taking clothes off seemed like a pretty good idea. He decided not to pull anything else off; opting instead to wiggle Levi's shirt up and over his head, his hands coming back down to stroke at the exposed skin. Leaning back over, Ty gravitated to Levi's neck, trailing a gentle string of kisses up his neck, stopping at one such kiss to suck on his neck. His hands weren't idle, either. His fingers brushed slow circles down, running over the fine hairs on his roommate's belly, teasing downwards even more until he could feel the protrudance of hips, letting himself slip under the waistband and —
"Oh my god." Pulling his hands back out, Ty sat back up, staring blankly at the far wall. He was gay. This was gay, wasn't it? I'm gay. "I'm gay?" Ty was mostly confused and frightened, trying to sort out the emotions he had buried for so long. "Why is this happening?" Ty couldn't even manage to sound angry, he just came across as lost and confused, looking a bit like a misplaced child in a store. He didn't know himself or his own body anymore, and that was more than a little scary.

Levi had reached back out to him, but Ty was too caught up in his own emotions to pay attention to it. His gaze had drifted down, staring without really seeing. He felt a bit haunted by his own denial of his sexuality, now that it was all coming to light. His eyes blurred in and out of focus, his mind racing to try to figure out what had just happened. They were fighting, a regular old fight that he didn't expect anything to turn from it. And then he had moved and pushed Levi over and kissed him. He had never ever kissed anyone that he had fought before, really, he had only pushed someone over to punch them more.

"I'm ..." He really didn't know what to say, perhaps the first time in his entire life that he had no words. He didn't even have a nasty comment to back up on, which only served to him feel even more uncertain about himself. Pulled back into focus by the careful touch, Tyberius wrinkled his forehead, realising that he was being hugged. Stiffening at first, his immediate reaction was to slap Levi away and hurl some cruel insult so he could creep away to heal himself privately.
However, Tyberius sort of just loosened, going a bit limp as his arms came up to nervously touch on Levi's back, unsure of what to really do in a hug. He wasn't gay. No, he was just a bit confused. Everyone went through their confused stages, right? "I'm not gay. That wasn't gay. It's not gay, right? It's not."

Tyberius just stayed sat, feeling both a little dumb and confused. He nodded slowly, though he still didn't fully agree in his mind. The fact that Levi kept pressing the word gay only served to irritate him more, bringing him out of the shocked daze. "Fuck you, that was not gay." Feeling the need to take control of the situation, Ty straightened back up, coming back to the moment. Some of his old fire was slowly beginning to rekindle in his spirit, and Ty scooted backwards a bit, away from Levi.

"I knew it, you're gay. I'm not gay though, I don't know why you keep insisting that it was gay. It was just a normal ... Kiss. People kiss other people. It happens. It'll happen again. It's not gay." To prove his point, Tyberius grabbed Levi's face again, forcefully pressing the two into another kiss. A little more passionately this time, Tyberius knew what he wanted, and he went for it. His fingers knotted into the boy's dark hair as their lips connected, his tongue coming back out to mimic Levi's earlier move. All at once, Ty broke away again, sitting back with a smug look on his face. "See? Normal." Everything was perfectly normal, and could resume as it had been. Maybe with a few more intimate moments than before, but it would still be more or less their old relationship.

Tyberius nodded, his self-satisfied look only growing stronger. Levi agreed with him, it made sense in his own mind, and the world was right again for Ty. "I do say so." Sitting back, Ty stared back evenly, sort of wanting to kiss his roommate more. He restrained himself for now, promising that he could attack later. Now that that barrier had been broken, Ty wanted more suddenly.

"What are you confused about? Everything is quite simple; maybe you're just dumb. Here. I am not gay, you are probably a little gay, and above all, you're mine now." He felt remarkably better after claiming Levi as his. It didn't really click in his mind that the declaration might have gone unrequited or suggest something gay, all Tyberius really thought about was how right it felt to be together. It was rare enough for him to feel anything close to affection to a person, but this moment was somehow special to him. In all their months of arguing and incessant needling at each other, somehow, Levi had managed to worm his way into Ty's heart. Quite a feat when one realised just how small the target really was. After all that activity, he was feeling a bit worn down, and he had plenty to think about now. What had they even been fighting about before? Tyberius couldn't remember very well. He couldn't remember anything at the moment, actually, all he really wanted to do was curl up with his roommate.

As Levi pushed himself closer, Ty instinctively wrapped himself tighter around his roommate, resisting for a moment as he was pushed back before finally settling onto the mattress. Feeling a bit uncertain for a moment, Ty allowed his arms to come up and wrap around the boy, gently stroking back and forth on his smooth skin. He felt his eyes close, and his breath evened out. He didn't particularly want to sleep yet, still not entirely sure what just happened.

"Good." It wasn't like Levi really had a choice in the matter of possession, but it made him feel better that the feeling was mutual, anyway. Even so, before he had declared Levi as his, Ty had still felt some kind of attachment similar to possession. His roommate, his companion, and his Levi. Groping around with one hand, he managed to find a heap of blankets somewhere around his waist, tugging them up until he could arrange them over the pair. It wasn't too chilly out, but the blanket still provided that extra bit of comfort. "I'm going to sleep now." Announcing that, Ty wrapped his arms back around Levi's waist, securing the smaller boy tight to his body. After a moment, Ty ducked his head down, pressing a gentle kiss into Levi's hair. Not gay, either. He hoped that all of their arguments would end this way.