[and that's all the warning Joker gets before Mars reaches out, grabs him by his collar, yanks him forward a little roughly--]
[and kisses him]
[no teasing, no going halfway only to pull back, no changing his mind at the last minute. it's a full-on, mouth-to-mouth, 100% bona fide smooch, and it doesn't matter if Joker is ready or not because someone here is just GOING for it]
[anyway, hope Mars like the tensely awkward moment Joker has before he's trying to pull away from the kiss enough to at least... get that confirmed. HE IS NOT... GOING TO RISK FUCKING THINGS UP?!]
[WHY DO YOU ALWAYS THINK MARS IS TESTING YOU, JOKER!!]
[either way, Mars lets Joker pull back, and his grip on Joker's collar is even loose enough so that the other wild card could escape freely if he wanted to. despite Mars's forward movement he isn't keeping Joker here unwillingly!1]
[he doesn't seem to mind the awkward moment, either-- in fact, he was fully expecting it. fully hoping for it, maybe? it's not every day he's the one who gets to knock Joker off of his game. and his triumph is obvious in the way he laughs, short and breathless, in the cut of his grin that stretches from ear to ear]
Cold feet?
[flexes his fingers around Joker's collar, feeling the softness of the fabric underneath his fingertips]
[... ok, that just makes Joker bristle and he's SMACKING Mars on the shoulder]
You're not the only one with issues about this sort of thing, you know! At least say something first!
[just just he's kind of jittery and fussed and ugh. why. all of that wigging out for nothing?! or maybe he's still going to mess it up somehow and fffffffffffffff--smacks Mars AGAIN.]
which is why he's kind of half-throwing Mars onto his bed with a bit of help from Hysmine before he shuts the door and. breeeeeaaathes. because. ho boy. he's still vibratey.]
[Mars lands on the bed with a whump, face first into the pillows. he does scramble a little bit, turns around to face Joker as he sits up like a meerkat, now resting on his knees. just in time to see poor Joker taking a moment to BREATHE because he' full of a jitters]
just marches over and puts a foot to Mars's chest to shove him back onto the bed before leaning over him.]
Did it only just occur to you that I've been curbing a lot of things with you because I don't want to push it and fuck it up and you springing that on me without explanation kind of leaves me in a bind of not knowing what I'm allowed to do in response?
[and now it's Mars's turn to freeze in surprise, eyes widening a little bit. because after that initial reaction he wasn't sure he was going to get any reciprocation!1]
[but then it's like a goddamn dam breaks loose, with how eagerly he returns the favor. with the way he cants his head to reciprocate that kiss, with the way he sharply nips at Joker's lips as he does so, equally as rough. with the way he slides his hand behind Joker's head, fingers curling into his hair, tugging tightly and roughly and just a tad bit painfully as he tries to draw him closer]
[it's like kissing is a competition and he's going to win this game if it's the last thing he does]
time to see what Mars is actually feeling because h-haha it actually is difficult to know where to go with this except further. not backing down just yet, and definitely not giving Mars more of an advantage, especially in positioning.]
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No one's over at the moment, no.
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[and that's all the warning Joker gets before Mars reaches out, grabs him by his collar, yanks him forward a little roughly--]
[and kisses him]
[no teasing, no going halfway only to pull back, no changing his mind at the last minute. it's a full-on, mouth-to-mouth, 100% bona fide smooch, and it doesn't matter if Joker is ready or not because someone here is just GOING for it]
1/?
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except Mars wouldn't do something like this unless he already talked to Lily, right? RIGHT?]
done
H-hold up--wha--?
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[either way, Mars lets Joker pull back, and his grip on Joker's collar is even loose enough so that the other wild card could escape freely if he wanted to. despite Mars's forward movement he isn't keeping Joker here unwillingly!1]
[he doesn't seem to mind the awkward moment, either-- in fact, he was fully expecting it. fully hoping for it, maybe? it's not every day he's the one who gets to knock Joker off of his game. and his triumph is obvious in the way he laughs, short and breathless, in the cut of his grin that stretches from ear to ear]
Cold feet?
[flexes his fingers around Joker's collar, feeling the softness of the fabric underneath his fingertips]
. . . it's fine. At least, it is on my end.
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You're not the only one with issues about this sort of thing, you know! At least say something first!
[just just he's kind of jittery and fussed and ugh. why. all of that wigging out for nothing?! or maybe he's still going to mess it up somehow and fffffffffffffff--smacks Mars AGAIN.]
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Hey. . .! Look, it isn't every day I get to one-up you, all right?! Can you blame a guy for wanting to be spontaneous every so often?
[. . . . . . . . no Mars u should've said something first, you dumbass]
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Yeah, apparently you can!
[because it's happened to him more than once.
but grabbing Mars by the collar and hauling him into Bad End and to his bedroom.]
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[. . . but at least he isn't getting kicked out so he's just. going to stumble into Bad End without any resistance]
Nobody said I was good a romance. . .!
[THAT IS ALSO A BAD EXCUSE]
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which is why he's kind of half-throwing Mars onto his bed with a bit of help from Hysmine before he shuts the door and. breeeeeaaathes. because. ho boy. he's still vibratey.]
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[Mars lands on the bed with a whump, face first into the pillows. he does scramble a little bit, turns around to face Joker as he sits up like a meerkat, now resting on his knees. just in time to see poor Joker taking a moment to BREATHE because he' full of a jitters]
[uuuuuh]
. . . aaare you okay?
[a pause]
[oh he should say something else]
Sssssorry?
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ugh
just marches over and puts a foot to Mars's chest to shove him back onto the bed before leaning over him.]
Did it only just occur to you that I've been curbing a lot of things with you because I don't want to push it and fuck it up and you springing that on me without explanation kind of leaves me in a bind of not knowing what I'm allowed to do in response?
[Mars, r u sure you're ready for this.]
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[JESUS FUCKING CHRIST THAT'S HOT]
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Do you not recognize a green light when you see it? Especially compared to how I pulled back during the game?
Otherwise, nobody said you have to be the one in the driver's seat.
[whether he's ready for this or not he is TAKING IT AS A CHALLENGE and meeting it head on, anyway]
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staying quiet for a beat before huffing.]
With you being the giant tease you are, I think I get some leeway in being confused on what color the light is.
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[. . .]
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[it's like kissing is a competition and he's going to win this game if it's the last thing he does]
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ok.
ok.
time to see what Mars is actually feeling because h-haha it actually is difficult to know where to go with this except further. not backing down just yet, and definitely not giving Mars more of an advantage, especially in positioning.]
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