[ He catches himself with his hands despite being pulled completely off his feet (fortunately for everyone!!), but there's zero hesitation at all before he kisses back. ]
[ He is, in fact, very distracted. Distracted enough that this sudden position swap somehow comes as a surprise to him, even though it really shouldn't.
Congratulations, Intensity! You're (finally) on top. ]
[ ... Okay!! Fine, whatever, he has no objections. He manages to get his arms between them so that he can fist both hands in the front of Intensity's coat as he kisses back. ]
[King would probably not appreciate being stripped in the middle of the park so Intensity has to settle with running his hands over his sides. His thighs.
All the while trying to kiss the breath right out of him in his typical asshole-ish show of dominance]
[ Intensity is correct. He would not remotely appreciate that.
But - infuriatingly, maybe - his response to Intensity's ~*~dominance~*~ is to smirk against his lips, and then outright chuckle when his hands start to wander. ]
[ What's this? Did we get over a hangup? Incredible.
He makes a soft sound of surprise when he realizes what Intensity is up to, but then hisses in what is decidedly not protest, his fingers threading into Intensity's hair and tugging. ]
[ Good thing expectations are always through the floor.
He shifts restlessly under Intensity, still very aware this is a compromising position and they're very much in the middle of the park, but he's apparently not bothered enough by this to... actually object. So. ]
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I accept.
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(Of course he is).]
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Congratulations, Intensity! You're (finally) on top. ]
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So was the main reason you called me out here to drop me on my ass?
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I'm sorry, are you implying that's not a valid enough reason on its own?
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I'm just making sure you're not adding me somewhere as a checkbox in your list of obligations.
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[Which means he can go back to pinning King to the ground and kissing him]
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I wasn't wo—
[ ... Okay!! Fine, whatever, he has no objections. He manages to get his arms between them so that he can fist both hands in the front of Intensity's coat as he kisses back. ]
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All the while trying to kiss the breath right out of him in his typical asshole-ish show of dominance]
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But - infuriatingly, maybe - his response to Intensity's ~*~dominance~*~ is to smirk against his lips, and then outright chuckle when his hands start to wander. ]
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What?
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Don't stop.
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You're pretty bossy for a bottom. I wonder why I put up with you.
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Who're you fooling, Intensity? Him? Yourself? The studio audience? Try harder. ]
Sounds like a personal problem.
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It's also your problem.
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Well then, I guess we'll both just have to deal with it.
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Which Intensity is going to start right now at the base of King's neck]
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He makes a soft sound of surprise when he realizes what Intensity is up to, but then hisses in what is decidedly not protest, his fingers threading into Intensity's hair and tugging. ]
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Now it's whose turn to smirk as he works the King's skin between his teeth]
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He shifts restlessly under Intensity, still very aware this is a compromising position and they're very much in the middle of the park, but he's apparently not bothered enough by this to... actually object. So. ]
Making a statement?
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