After breakfast, human Leo snatched up the TV remote and plopped down on the sofa in a way that his chimera self would never do for fear of breaking it.
"That's part of why I like Aladdin. The Middle Eastern representation. Sure, Persians aren't Arabs but some the Arabian Nights stories have Persian origins."
Ainsley knew what he was angling for. Apparently the other boy was a bit of a tease because he didn't pull backwards, but he did lean a little off center, still grinning at Leo to see what he was gonna do.
Apparently provoking Ainsley only made him more wiley. Like a child, his face lit up as he realized this had elevated to a game as he weaved his head in the opposite direction of Leo's mouth.
Ainsley clearly thought beating himself up literally waa new to g himself up too much by his expression. He reached out to take the other boy by the wrists to stop him.
Leo straightened up and pressed his lips to Ainsley's. He was hesitant at first, but soon gave it more passion as he built back up his nerve. It was crystal clear he had been thinking about this moment for a while now.