Send me § and my muse will react to yours pushing them against a wall and kissing them.
[They’d been spending a lot of time together after having met in the gym, but that didn’t take away any of the surprise when Eames pushed him into the wall to kiss him. His lips press back against Eames’, fingers curling into the hair at the back of his head for a moment, before he leans back.]
— What was that for?
[Steve finds himself humming into the kiss as Eames presses into it, his fingers scraping through the hair at the nape of his neck before his hand falls to press into the small of his back. He lets the kiss linger, their lips shifting slowly together as he pulls the slightly smaller man closer, fingers stroking against his back. He finds himself smiling for a moment as he draws away to look at Eames, his head tilting to the side.]
Usually people have a reason for doing this kinda thing so outta the blue.

[Eames could tell himself that this would be a one time thing but the feeling he got from kissing Steve meant he knew this would happen more often than not. His hands that had been resting on Steve’s hips moved to encircle his waist and he steps just a bit closer to him. Height and size differences aside, he actually enjoyed his time around the other, enjoyed how they moved around each other and how there was no real problems with him just walking up and kissing him like he had. The smile on Steve’s face as he looked at him said that much. And in return, he found himself matching the other’s smile.]
True. But I’m not most people. Maybe it was b'cause I wanted to. Or maybe it was b'cause You looked too damn cute not to.
[Eames could tell himself that this would be a one time thing but the feeling he got from kissing Steve meant he knew...