So Sadde may have accidentally pushed Theo onto his bed, so he stops and pulls away again, laughing. "You seriously spent a week moping because I didn't kiss you?"

Was that a noise that Theo made, when Sadde pulled away? Gosh. Isn't that interesting.

"I... It wasn't..." he tries, failing miserably, then decides to give up on any pretences. Who cares if he says what he means?

"It wasn't just because you didn't kiss me. It was because I didn't realise I liked you, you made me realise that, and then you pulled away!"

"You like me?"

"Ugh!" he exclaims. Seriously?

"You like me!"

He turns over on his bed and makes another noise of frustration, though it's muffled by his pillow.

"I've been flirting with you for ages and it took that for you to notice?" he asks, kicking his shoes off to lie beside Theo and nuzzle the back of his neck.

... That was not a moan of frustration.

Sadde smirks. "Pay attention when I'm talking to you," he says, and starts nibbling on Theo's earlobe.

Another noise. "It's hard to talk when I'm being distracted!"

Sadde pauses. "Try harder." Then he resumes nibbling.

Okay, yeah, he can totally do this. "Yesitdid," he manages to say.

His ear isn't so much of a thing, it's just that Sadde's right there, so he turns his head to continue makeouts. Mmm.

Makeouts! Those are a good thing to continue. And maybe, just because of the very convenient way the two of them are positioned, Sadde's hand might start wandering and find the underside of Theo's shirt.

They are definitely a good thing to continue!

Wandering hands are... not totally unexpected, and also definitely not a bad thing.

There are wandering lips as well, finding their way down Theo's jaw and to his neck. "Did you think I was, what, just messing with you whenever I called you cute?" he asks, before delving into neck kisses.

"I don't know!" he manages to get out, before making a few noises and pressing up against Sadde.

Pressing up against Sadde is a good way to find out exactly how... cute... Sadde thinks Theo is. Ahem.

Ahem. That goes both ways.

Unfortunately Sadde can't tell, since he's the big spoon and his hand is away from the evidence of Theo's thoughts on the matter.

Well, that's a shame.

... Theo can't bring himself to care that much. He's a bit preoccupied.

Is he.

Sadde's hand explores up, up, up, and his thumb starts rubbing something, while more neck kisses and nibbles happen.

Those can definitely keep going. Theo is going to want to reciprocate at some point, but yes, he's busy enjoying himself over here.

Sadde—

stops. His hand is no longer under Theo's shirt, he's no longer kissing. He is still spooning.

"...isn't your dad here?"

When Sadde stops, Theo just growls, frustrated, but then – "Oh, fuck. Fuckity fuck. Whatever. He already knows I'm into guys."

He decides that it's worth the risk, turns around to face Sadde, and starts kissing him again.

Sadde's surprised by the kiss and then pulls away again, laughing. "I didn't expect that to be the problem, the fact that we're spooning and making out could be one!"