I'm Scott Summers and yeah I always need to wear these sunglasses, thanks for asking.
My Future Plans
Going back home.
My Talents
A lot of things.
Favorite Books, Movies, Music, and Food
Stuff that doesn't suck.
My Ideal Partner
...
Height
5'8"
Body Type
Lean, athletic build
Smokes
No
Drinks
No (mostly because underage)
Drugs
No
Sign
Libra
Education
Xavier's Institute
Occupation
Student
Income
None
Children
No
Pets
No
Hobbies
Normal things
[And okay, despite all his earlier thoughts and awkwardness, once they're actually facing each other, with Toma's hand almost gently cupping his jaw... it really is easy to just sort of fall into that intimate feeling. Well, kissing always felt kind of intimate to him, even if it's just lips against lips, but he likes it a lot.
He just also views sex as pretty intimate as well. Usually. He wants it to be. He's learned to be a little more casual about it, but he definitely has a preference.
But pushing that aside, he immediately leans in with one hand on Toma's shoulder, though he's slow on his end too, noticing his approach and wanting to match it for this kiss. His lips part against Toma's and presses in just a bit more, slotting them together and exchanging just a hint of tongue as he swipes along his bottom lip-- tasting and testing to see his reaction.]
[Perhaps predictably, Toma's view of sex on the whole tends to be... rather more cynical. To him, sex is primarily a transaction, a display of power, or both; for it to mean anything is vanishingly rare.
This viewpoint didn't exactly make him any more open to casual sex before his arrival here; if anything, that expectation that most potential partners would see physical intimacy as an opportunity to exert power over him contributed to his shying away from the possibility. At the same time, though - now, under these new circumstances, that pragmatic standpoint may have helped him adjust a bit more easily to this place's expectations. It's awkward, sure, even now - but at least he was primed not to expect any of this to mean anything.
...Still, he had hoped to at least be able to keep one thing between himself and the one person he actually cares for. But the mistletoe proved that wasn't a real option.
So, now, he adapts.
Toma encourages Scott's press forward with a quiet hum and lets his tongue slip briefly into his mouth in turn. He sets his free hand at Scott's waist, gently urging him a bit closer.]
[Is it too early to say that this is definitely better?
He reaches with his free hand to cup the back of Toma's head, fingers lightly curling into his strands as they draw each other closer into this singular moment. Which. Still just a kiss!! But Scott's definitely gotten the understanding now that something like that holds a lot of value to Toma, he's just trying to adapt. So, maybe he can lead just a little bit more? A flare of something more leading-- leaderlike rises in Scott, both trying to make this at least enjoyable for him and not rushing into anything too quickly.
His tongue meets Toma's, responsive and explorative as he gets the taste of the other. Not that he's great in describing any of that, but sometimes it's fun to associate a certain flavor of something they just had like coffee or whatnot with the person; he just had a breath mint himself. But if allowed, he'll continue to move his tongue along Toma's, swiping across and sinking in just a bit deeper, touching those inner walls of his mouth as well.]
There's a faintly sweet taste on Toma's lips, and something cooling in his mouth - the last remnants from moisturizing his lips and brushing his teeth, knowing he was going to be coming out for this specific purpose. He accepts that exploration, noting that Scott seems to be getting bolder. Perhaps a bit surprisingly, he finds he doesn't mind it; he isn't being pushy, at least, and saves Toma the trouble of deciding how quickly to escalate with someone he doesn't already have history with.
So he follows that lead, focusing on feeling him out. He draws back just briefly, teeth brushing Scott's lip barely enough to be called a nip, before he leans back in to let his tongue flick over Scott's again.
It's easier in a way, anyway, to focus on this - the kiss itself, meeting Scott's effort - rather than either on how strange it feels to be doing this at all, or... on the fact that it is, frankly, kind of nice.]
[Hmm, guess he can associate a certain freshness to Toma now, especially as he tastes the lingering toothpaste in his mouth and it's definitely not bad. Probably matches his breath mint, huh? Well, he doesn't think he'll break his mantra of 'each kiss being unique and nice' now, especially as Toma seems to slowly get into it-- feeling him pull back before returning once more with a teasing slide of his tongue against his own.
Yeah, it's nice. He'll even be nice enough to replace the memory of their first kiss with this. And they're both getting practice in?? It's honestly kind of a new feeling to kiss someone like this, almost in a easygoing way. But again, not necessarily a bad thing. Maybe he could be okay with something like this in the future.
But wanting to continue with this pace, he slides his tongue against Toma's-- letting them exchange equally cooling taste before he pulls back with one small nip against his bottom lip and offering a small smirk at him.]
[There's probably an argument to be made for it "counting" more, if only for being more than a second long - definitely more of a chance to gauge chemistry than the first one.
Toma exhales quietly as Scott pulls back - which turns to a huff at that smirk.]
...Passable. [It was, if he's honest, better than passable - but Toma is petty to begin with, and it doesn't take much for him to break it out.] It's good that you're getting practice in, at least.
[A slight huff leaves him. Seriously man? One hand presses against his hip as he arches an eyebrow at him, but he just seems more amused than actually annoyed. Honestly, it's been slightly hard to get an overall read on Toma, but if he can just continue teasing him then that works. It's always a nice default to fall back onto.]
Uh, you're getting practice too, remember? You're the one with less experience.
[Though it might not make a lot of sense to Scott at the moment, that gets a smile out of Toma - though, admittedly, that may also be closer to a smirk.]
Am I, now? I've had fewer partners; I don't know that you can guarantee that equates to less experience.
Man, I don't know, because I've kissed like so many people here. [Is this stupid teen gloating?? Yep. Also some exaggerating? Definitely so.] Hard to keep track after a while.
Sure, I'm listening. [He gestures dismissively with one hand as he speaks, as though this weren't already obnoxious and condescending enough.] And I heard you unable to give an answer as to whether you had experience from before this place, which would certainly seem to suggest that you didn't.
[Toma huffs quietly, rolling his eyes.] Up to you, I suppose. I'm fine either way. ...And I already had a partner for years, before we both ended up here.
Oh, that's what you meant? I thought you were referring to just coming and meeting you-- but whatever, why does it matter anyway? Like how is it different getting experience at home compared to getting experience in this resort?
[He's too busy arguing now to kiss anyone!! Although, he's sometimes ended arguments through kissing someone... but he still has the need to yap. Something something pride. And maybe some curiosity.]
Also, wait, so your partner is here too? That's lucky.
Ah, I see - I may not have been entirely clear. My mistake. That said, it's a difference of time - unless you've been here much longer than I would think. [Much, much longer.]
Incredibly so. [There's a marked shift in Toma's bearing as he talks about his "partner" - that haughty attitude all but melts away, genuine pride and fondness warming his features.] I don't know how I ever would have acclimated to this place without him. I do wish, if we have to be here, that we could have arrived at the same time, instead of his being left on his own for some months, but - he is, at least, better suited than I am to this kind of thing.
But okay yeah, that shift in attitude is definitely noticeable. One would might call it cute but he's not about to layer that onto word on Toma right now because of how uncute everything's been. Still, guess it's nice to know that even he has someone that he cares a lot about...?]
...I'm sure he's glad that you're here too, even if he's better at adjusting to shit.
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[And okay, despite all his earlier thoughts and awkwardness, once they're actually facing each other, with Toma's hand almost gently cupping his jaw... it really is easy to just sort of fall into that intimate feeling. Well, kissing always felt kind of intimate to him, even if it's just lips against lips, but he likes it a lot.
He just also views sex as pretty intimate as well. Usually. He wants it to be. He's learned to be a little more casual about it, but he definitely has a preference.
But pushing that aside, he immediately leans in with one hand on Toma's shoulder, though he's slow on his end too, noticing his approach and wanting to match it for this kiss. His lips part against Toma's and presses in just a bit more, slotting them together and exchanging just a hint of tongue as he swipes along his bottom lip-- tasting and testing to see his reaction.]
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This viewpoint didn't exactly make him any more open to casual sex before his arrival here; if anything, that expectation that most potential partners would see physical intimacy as an opportunity to exert power over him contributed to his shying away from the possibility. At the same time, though - now, under these new circumstances, that pragmatic standpoint may have helped him adjust a bit more easily to this place's expectations. It's awkward, sure, even now - but at least he was primed not to expect any of this to mean anything.
...Still, he had hoped to at least be able to keep one thing between himself and the one person he actually cares for. But the mistletoe proved that wasn't a real option.
So, now, he adapts.
Toma encourages Scott's press forward with a quiet hum and lets his tongue slip briefly into his mouth in turn. He sets his free hand at Scott's waist, gently urging him a bit closer.]
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He reaches with his free hand to cup the back of Toma's head, fingers lightly curling into his strands as they draw each other closer into this singular moment. Which. Still just a kiss!! But Scott's definitely gotten the understanding now that something like that holds a lot of value to Toma, he's just trying to adapt. So, maybe he can lead just a little bit more? A flare of something more leading-- leaderlike rises in Scott, both trying to make this at least enjoyable for him and not rushing into anything too quickly.
His tongue meets Toma's, responsive and explorative as he gets the taste of the other. Not that he's great in describing any of that, but sometimes it's fun to associate a certain flavor of something they just had like coffee or whatnot with the person; he just had a breath mint himself. But if allowed, he'll continue to move his tongue along Toma's, swiping across and sinking in just a bit deeper, touching those inner walls of his mouth as well.]
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There's a faintly sweet taste on Toma's lips, and something cooling in his mouth - the last remnants from moisturizing his lips and brushing his teeth, knowing he was going to be coming out for this specific purpose. He accepts that exploration, noting that Scott seems to be getting bolder. Perhaps a bit surprisingly, he finds he doesn't mind it; he isn't being pushy, at least, and saves Toma the trouble of deciding how quickly to escalate with someone he doesn't already have history with.
So he follows that lead, focusing on feeling him out. He draws back just briefly, teeth brushing Scott's lip barely enough to be called a nip, before he leans back in to let his tongue flick over Scott's again.
It's easier in a way, anyway, to focus on this - the kiss itself, meeting Scott's effort - rather than either on how strange it feels to be doing this at all, or... on the fact that it is, frankly, kind of nice.]
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Yeah, it's nice. He'll even be nice enough to replace the memory of their first kiss with this. And they're both getting practice in?? It's honestly kind of a new feeling to kiss someone like this, almost in a easygoing way. But again, not necessarily a bad thing. Maybe he could be okay with something like this in the future.
But wanting to continue with this pace, he slides his tongue against Toma's-- letting them exchange equally cooling taste before he pulls back with one small nip against his bottom lip and offering a small smirk at him.]
So, how was that?
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Toma exhales quietly as Scott pulls back - which turns to a huff at that smirk.]
...Passable. [It was, if he's honest, better than passable - but Toma is petty to begin with, and it doesn't take much for him to break it out.] It's good that you're getting practice in, at least.
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Uh, you're getting practice too, remember? You're the one with less experience.
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Am I, now? I've had fewer partners; I don't know that you can guarantee that equates to less experience.
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Yeah? Because that means you've adapted to less people and how they kiss. So, less experience.
[...] Do you think you can say with complete confidence that you're more experienced than me?
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[So there!!]
Hmm... well, hard to say. How much would you say you had before getting here?
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[NEH.]
Man, I don't know, because I've kissed like so many people here. [Is this stupid teen gloating?? Yep. Also some exaggerating? Definitely so.] Hard to keep track after a while.
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So, not much to speak of. That settles that, then.
[So there!!]
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[Another puff of air blows out through his mouth. Geez, he had no idea that Toma was gonna be this kind of dick, but also, he's a dick so--
He crosses his arms across his chest before giving him a slightly pointed look.]
Are we kissing again or are you good? Feel like you need to practice more? [...] Who are you even kissing so much anyway?
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[Toma huffs quietly, rolling his eyes.] Up to you, I suppose. I'm fine either way. ...And I already had a partner for years, before we both ended up here.
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[He's too busy arguing now to kiss anyone!! Although, he's sometimes ended arguments through kissing someone... but he still has the need to yap. Something something pride. And maybe some curiosity.]
Also, wait, so your partner is here too? That's lucky.
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Incredibly so. [There's a marked shift in Toma's bearing as he talks about his "partner" - that haughty attitude all but melts away, genuine pride and fondness warming his features.] I don't know how I ever would have acclimated to this place without him. I do wish, if we have to be here, that we could have arrived at the same time, instead of his being left on his own for some months, but - he is, at least, better suited than I am to this kind of thing.
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[Sure got him there Summers--
But okay yeah, that shift in attitude is definitely noticeable. One would might call it cute but he's not about to layer that onto word on Toma right now because of how uncute everything's been. Still, guess it's nice to know that even he has someone that he cares a lot about...?]
...I'm sure he's glad that you're here too, even if he's better at adjusting to shit.
[The most awkward reassurance ever.]