outdistanced | turbo heaven 🌼 chrono

Probably. There were some astronomy books in the classrooms, but mostly about navigation and not the stars themselves.

[ also glances at the book. understanding seems to dawn on him anyway, and he just kind of nods, keeping neutrality. though it breaks in a positive direction, actually, with a little laugh at the reasoning. ]

You have been at it for a while, along with everythin' else. You deserve a break.

I knew they used to do that ages ago, but I don't think I'll ever understand how.

[ it is so impressive and beyond him he will never understand the ancients but good for them. good for them!! he will just live with his internal sense of global coordinates instead. ]

Thank you, I was definitely waiting for your permission. [ hah. ] It's just us here, anyway, so it won't hurt to just relax for tonight, right?

It's something I'll probably have to learn, once I get to university. It's definitely confusing, but really cool.

[ manual navigation... a sort of "just in case" thing, but important. probably. he'll have to ask his friend from yale about that one.

breathes a laugh. ]

Yeah, you're welcome. [ lets his eyes slip closed, briefly. ] Just us. Definitely not the worst third date I've been on, even though it's the only one.

[ a thoughtful hum. ]

Maybe you're the one who should've been studying tonight, then. Too bad you didn't nab one of those book.

[ he's kind half-sunken to the floor from where he's leaning on the wall, to the point that he kind of has to look up at chrono with an eyebrow raised. ]

Is it a date if we didn't plan it that way? Though I guess Yves would say so, huh. [ ... ] Wait, you can't say it like that if it's the only third date you've had, come on.

They're back in my room. Not in much of a studying mood tonight either.

[ and it was for like. boat navigation. for a sky like this. whatever

amused; ]

He'd definitely say so. Can't I? [ he'll lean over him a little to meet his eyes. fond ] Pretty sure I can define it however, since that's the case.

[ well laurence doesn't know they're about boat navigation it could be anything ok. it counts ]

Yves says a lot of things. [ huffs. ] Well, find a better way to do it, then.

Hah. Like what? [ tilts his head. oh? ] This is my only third date. You got some ideas for how it should be defined? Gonna share with the class?

Like when he said they were interrupting a date last week.

[ waves hand vaguely. ]

How should I know? Don't just say it's not the worst, though.

Maybe he was just thinkin' ahead for us. [ hmm

well, they're not doing anything else. chrono leans over him further, caging him in with an arm on each side. ]

So you want me to say it's the best, huh?

Literally the week before he told me he thought I'd be cute with Akihiko. He really just says things.

[ completely sincere too it's mortifying

...well. like this, there's not much he can do but meet chrono's eyes, a little defiant. ]

We could probably do better than something we didn't even plan on, but.

[ yeah?? say it's the best anyway?? ]

Hmm. Swing and a miss on that one, huh?

[ he really do just be saying stuff huh. well, a broken clock's right twice a day.

there's a bit of challenge in his own gaze, even as he shifts over so he's not as twisted, leaning in further. ]

You gotta convince me a little more, I think.

I'd say so.

[ his heart does a little flutter, but his expression doesn't waver. this is competition now and he wants to win? stupid. ]

What, like I can't?

[ he shifts just enough to push himself up a little on one elbow, lifting his other hand to chrono's jaw to pull him into a rough kiss. the best way to shut him up, apparently. ]

[ oh damn, he really just went for it. chrono's taken by surprise for a moment, as if he hadn't been teasing in the first place, stupid-

but smirks into it with an appreciative little sound, having to hover less now they were closer. one of his own hands is free to slide up to the back of laurence's neck, supporting himself on the other. one kiss, two, three - he pulls barely away with a laugh, glint of mischief still in his eyes. ]

Good start?

[ it's a lot easier having this kind of confidence when it's just the two of them - no one else to worry about or fuss over, no one to perceive them or comment like certain people may have. nothing to get embarrassed about. it's... nice.

he likes that look in chrono's eyes, he decides. but at the same time, laurence still kind of wants to wipe the smirk off of his face? hmm. ]

Not the worst kiss I've had.

[ it's really nice. no pressure to get anything done, no wild changes in the environment, nothing loud or disorientating to detract from just being here together.

the only distraction was this guy, goading and contrary and irritatingly attractive about it. ]

Hah. It's like that, is it.

[ well if that's how he's gonna be!! chrono pushes himself up enough to sit up on his knees, leaving his arms free to drape loosely over laurence's shoulders; despite the spark of competition ignited, the next kiss he leans in for is slow, gentle and relaxed. at least until a teasing trace of his tongue against laurence's bottom lip sneaks in, too unrealistically coy. ]

[ laurence shifts as he does, sitting up against the wall a little more so their positions aren't quite as awkward. more comfortable, easier to accommodate, as his hands settle at chrono's waist. the slowness of the next kiss catches him off guard, though - it doesn't match the tone of chrono's voice, or the daring look in his eyes. he's almost a little disappointed, but it's fine, he doesn't pull away. maybe this is good, too.

that little tease surprises him again, with a sharp inhale and a pause to let his mind catch up to what chrono is doing. he exhales on a soft, almost disbelieving laugh. okay. okay!! that's... better. more like what laurence was, maybe, hoping for when he decided to return the taunts. so he gladly parts his lips so their tongues can meet. he does have some experience, but it's still a little clumsy as he just. tries to do what feels right instead of overthinking like he always teases chrono for.

but after a moment laurence does bite at his lip very lightly - retaliation is fair play. ]

[ the kiss turns deeper, and chrono's mind shorts out for a moment when their tongues meet, as if he didn't prompt this. he moves on instinct - hands sliding from around laurence's shoulders to rest one on his chest, the other into his hair. the slight clumsiness is... cute, incredibly so, and if his returning thoughts project this a little more strongly than intended - well that's just useful? since his mouth is otherwise occupied with curling his tongue languidly against the other's.

there's already hands on his waist and teeth nipping at his lip, so why bother maintaining this illusion of modesty? with a low noise of faux-irritation, he nips back gently before drawing a hair's-breadth distance away, swinging a knee over laurence's legs to straddle him. his cheeks and ears are dyed pink, eyes bright with challenge and something sharply attentive.

he draws in a breath, only a little shaky, and lets their noses brush sweetly. but he's not going to waste this temporary height advantage, the next kiss rough and searing as if to offset that small motion. ]

[ thank god for kissing so he doesn't have to dwell on thoughts like those laurence would be so embarrassed if he acknowledged it literally at all. there's just a soft, contented sound at a hand finding his hair - between that and the kiss, the calm of the archives and the stars outside, he's relaxing a little more easily than perhaps he should on a thursday night. it's just nice to get lost in the feeling here, to focus on exploring each other.

by the time chrono pulls away, there's a pleasant flush to his cheeks, an amused spark in his eye that quickly melts into surprise as he settles in laurence's lap. it takes a second for his mind to start working again, and by the time it does, one arm has already looped around chrono's waist, loosely holding him in place. okay. that's okay? maybe? what if he doesn't think about that too hard, either? what if he focuses instead on the expression on chrono's face, the way he's still looking at laurence like there's something here to win? he doesn't hate that look at all.

cute blush.

still cute, when he touches their noses together, enough that laurence isn't expecting the next move to be so bold. it draws a surprised noise from his throat, but he's content to let chrono take the lead for now and responds hungrily, lifting his other hand to the back of chrono's neck, tugging a little at the longer hair at the nape of his neck. urging him a little closer. ]

[ if the distractions of a loud evening surrounded by others could draw their focus away from the heavy weight of a thursday night, surely it was logical that the distractions of a quiet one with only each other be allowed to do the same. so what if they're getting carried away? this is their time now; time insisted so often to not be wasted. and this was a very good way to not squander it.

there's an arm around his waist, holding him there. that's perfectly okay, and unlike laurence's insistence on not thinking about it too hard, it's added to the list of things chrono is thinking about pretty much exclusively right now. even the thought that crosses his mind, not his own - that makes the colour deepen and his ears burn - just fuel to the fire of this competitive nature.

yours, too.

but there's no real losing here, he knows. he lets himself be pulled in, pressing closer against laurence's chest, a shallow gasp mixed in with some point when their lips and tongues meet again. the hand that had been bracing against him falls lower, against laurence's hip, playing with the hem of his shirt. his eyes flicker open, observant, as he skims his fingers over the skin under it. ]

[ if he stops to think about this for too long, he WILL combust. even that simple, returned though makes him laugh briefly, the sound airy and a little sheepish. luckily there's no need to focus on that for long, instead honing in on that little gasp and the thrill of satisfaction it sends through him. might be nice to hear that again.

there's a brief pause as chrono's hand wanders, laurence just barely pulling back to catch his breath at the touch. ah. it sends a little shiver down his spine, light enough as it is. it's distracting? so that won't do. he's not stopping chrono, of course, but instead of meeting his eyes - it's a little too much, being perceived like this - laurence presses his lips to the corner of his mouth, again to his jaw, then his neck, using his hair to pull him back just enough to demand easier access. ]

[ the laugh makes him smile against it, matching the mood with a pleased hum when he feels that shudder. his hand wanders, a little higher -- only to be arrested by the pause in contact, his own breath shallow and drawn. the reminder of needing to breathe distracts him for enough of a moment for something to slip out of his control.

and oh. there's a flash of irritation, that the tables have turned a little, but he can't bring himself to truly care. the sensation of kisses against his neck and the insistent tug on his hair pulls another gasp from his throat. he feels pleasantly paralyzed, the fingers in laurence's hair curling in encouragement.

yeah. fuck yeah, okay.

maybe he's a little eager. maybe that'd be a little embarrassing, if he could dedicate any focus to that totally unnecessary emotion right now. but man he really can't!! there's way better things to be feeling. ]

[ maybe it shouldn't be surprising how much more relaxing this is with stray thoughts filtering between the two of them, but it's easily becoming an extra point of pleasure. laurence doesn't have to wonder if he's doing the right thing; the way chrono moves and the mental feedback are more than reassuring, maybe a little too much.

he doesn't have to wait long to hear that sound again. the pliancy makes his lips curl into a delighted smile as he follows the line of chrono's jaw, emboldened by those encouraging touches to bite, gently, at his pulse point. his own heart is racing, as if it might burst from his chest at any moment; his skin feels hot from the hand near his hip and the flush slowly spreading over his skin. but he doesn't let up just yet, following the nip quickly with another kiss and an experimental flick of his tongue. ]

[ there are uses, for these weekly effects, it turns out. probably not intended ones, but hey. all the better to utilise them to their fullest - turn that misery around into something much, much improved. communication had long stopped being a major issue for them, really, that dedication to trust always at the forefront. this was just another layer to add to how easy this felt.

chrono can't see that smile but he feels it, moments before the too-light press of teeth draws a low sound that his own ears barely recognise as being from himself. despite being atop laurence's lap he feels kind of pinned, his pulse thunderous, surely able to be felt under the attention of laurence's mouth. each motion a tiny, fresh shock to his hyperaware senses. yet that competitive aura won't leave well enough alone, and with a sly edge in a tone that can only come out as breathy, now; ]

You gonna tease the whole time or ah-actually commit?

[ ridiculous bravado, broken completely up by that traitorous little stutter, even as he tilts his head further in offer. ]

[ being able to draw a sound like that from someone is... a little intoxicating. a good reminder to savor the moment, the taste of chrono's lips and skin, as he chases more of those noises, or another little stutter like that. still daring laurence to go further, but quite keeping the upper hand. despite the pleased, warm feeling that curls and settles in his stomach, he makes a faint, annoyed sound in response. who started this with all the teasing, anyway?

i don't want to hear that from you.

it's bait and he knows it, but he's too happy to take it. so he bites again, harder this time, as his hand curls a little tighter in chrono's hair, as if he weren't already opening himself up for another of the open-mouth kisses laurence presses into his skin. seems like he doesn't have to hold chrono down, either, so his other hand slips from around his waist to settle comfortably on his thigh instead with an absent little squeeze. it's not his focus right now; that's in following the other boy's neck to the point it joins his shoulder and biting down there, too, for good measure. don't say he doesn't commit or he'll simply have to keep proving it wrong, at least until what's left of their hour is up. ]

[ the irritated, and apparently not entirely honest, thought has chrono laughing softly for all of a second before it's cut off by the harder bite. ]

--haah.

[ a whine so embarrassingly plain that he has to grit his teeth on it, flush flaring intensely all the way down his neck and collar. it makes the skin seem superheated, burning so nicely where laurence's mouth meets, the tingling of the first mark not subsiding even as teeth meet their second point. the fresh bite makes him shiver, another sound bordering on a moan only partially muffled.

the attention is becoming too much. this is a -- what was it? a challenge? something mutual, anyway, it didn't really matter what anymore. so he finds the strength to dip his chin, closing his neck off for the time being, tugging gently at laurence's nape to bring his head back up. his hand inches further under the other's shirt, fingers splaying on his stomach as he presses in for another brief, intense kiss--

then swoops to sink his own teeth in, just above the hollow of laurence's throat. wanna bite. ]

turbo heaven 🌼 chrono

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