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[The sudden shift surprises her, and for a moment she slips back, away, to take a breath.

...And then right back into the breach, kissing harder, fiercer. It's more than I need to keep him from saying things he'll regret, it's been more than that from the start. And her hands, hanging useless and limp now, slip up behind his back.

Her forehead brushes against his -- he's not bleeding, is he? -- and her fingers dig into his shirt. He's shaking. She might be shaking too. She might be shaking a lot.]

[The break in the kiss gives him a confused moment to suck in some air but when she kisses him again, that really throws him for a loop. It washes out all of his confused swirling thoughts like the tide and leaves him buzzing, tingling with energy from his toes to his eartips. He grips at her shirt tighter, not wanting to let go. Never wanting to let go again in case this is all just a hullucination brought on by whatever apparently drove him insane today.

But as much as he wants to make sure she doesn't leave, he closes his eyes instinctively and lets the kiss become absolutely everything he's aware of]

[That electric feeling's spreading through her too. It's only now that she's coming to realize this is her first kiss, and she's probably doing it all wrong. A quick breath, a lick of her lips - there's a taste on them, she can't identify it, he tastes like something, it's a novel concept - and back in, and she's holding him tight, tight, her nose bumping with his, awkward and nervous.

Eventually, they should stop. Eventually, she should lock him in his room. Eventually.]

[He felt his knees going weak and he stiffened them locking the joints to try and stay balanced. The fire in his veins that had kept him shouting was chilled to a warm smooth relaxation. His head clear, he kissed back eager, but slow. Not wanting to push, not wanting to fight. Fingers curling gripping the back of her shirt, and somewhere he noted his fingers brushing the strap of her bra. A noise rumbled up in his throat. It was almost a purr, and felt good to his rough sore voicebox that had been abused from all the shouting.]

[That purr, moan, whatever it was? Combined with his fingers brushing against her bra, through the shirt-- it sends Terra into a mental reeling. She's never done this before, never but she doesn't particularly dislike it. In fact, she loves it.

It makes her feel like melting, like she's floating, all at once. It's a horrible time for her mind to remind her of the sex ed post from the last few weeks and a strangled noise slips from her own lips, into his mouth. Open, mouth open, what does she do now?

Oh, she's seen this before, she guesses-- it's sloppy, and it's quick, and to be honest she probably shoves it in too far, but her tongue slips into his mouth and then dang she has no idea what to do with it.]

[There's a sound, like a squeak, adorable really and his eyes open open in shock. He feels her tongue in his mouth and a chill races through his skin making his toes curl. His own tongue gently brushes against hers and he's amazed at the taste. It's like nothing he's ever tasted before. After the initial shock he moves his tongue slowly and pulls her closer till their chests press together. She can feel his heart racing.]

[Her heart's racing too. And she feels hot, too hot, far too hot, but she doesn't want to pull away, especially with all the little bumps and sensations rolling from her tongue, her lips, which are starting to hurt.

The noises, by the way, sound gross. A lot less pretty than she'd thought. Smacking and something like licking, but damn if she cares.

A tiny, tiny gasp; her moving tongue has brushed against one of his fangs, and her hands, still on his back, go stiff, not tense but alert, and they snake up, slowly, to his short hair, to his ears.

Like she wants to memorize everything that makes him not like other people, like she wants to memorize it in this new, different way.]

[Feeling her explore gives him even more butterflies. And the minute her fingers touch his ear he shudders and groans again the purr getting louder. His eyes close tight taking a slow deep breath and resuming the kiss eagerly, losing himself in a different passion then how he's spent his day. His blood is roaring in his ears and all he can hear is the little sounds she's making. The sound of his fingers on her shirt as they brush down her backbone. A wet sound as he takes a moment to suck on her lower lip. He saw that on a movie once and has to admit he doesn't mind how it feels.

And then a moment of fear like a needle stabbing into the heat filling his body. Because all of this is getting him excited in the way that inexperienced boys get. A quick mental check lets him know their hips aren't that close...she won't feel it unless they press closer. Maybe because it's late she won't see it when they pull away.

...not that he intends on pulling away anytime soon. He could kiss like this forever. With his free hand he follows her example running his fingers through her hair.]

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[The lip suck she didn't expect, so she gasps but it's muffled, because they're still close together. By now, all thoughts of maybe we should get back and stop have gone out of her mind, partly due to hormones and partly due to the glitch.

Her fingers dig through his hair, to his scalp, and she's almost trembling with the feel of it, like everything is hyper-alert or hyper-active, or she's hyper-attentive, something like that, she can't really think.

Their teeth knock together, quite a few times, and she tries nibbling on his upper lip, just to see if it works.]

[It's a little sharp, and it'll be tender in the morning but in the heat of the moment it works like a charm and he makes a playful growl. Ever careful to keep his hips back he traces his fingers along the gap of space between where her shirt ends and her shorts begin feeling her warm skin and the small of her back. The way her body curves right there.

The next time they break for a breath he manages to whisper her name in hushed awe]

Terra...

[Before their lips lock again and this time his tongue moves into her mouth.]

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[A hitch in her breathing, and it takes her a moment to respond, because the sound of her name? Like that? From him? Oh, combined with his hands, on her skin, her bare skin, it makes her mind race even more.

Her heart beats faster, and she almost, almost says his name back, but she's a little distracted, with his mouth. In response to it all, her fingers grip his hair tighter and jerk down, just a little, not intentional, and not enough to hurt too much, but definitely enough to tingle.

So it's a little fiercer than before. A little.]

[Another sharp intake of breath, this time through his nose as she pulls his hair. THAT was unexpected. And even more unexpected was the tingle it sent through him making him growl again. Still that good growl. Not warning her but urging her on. He decided to try it himself feeling his fingers curl around those golden locks and giving her a tug in response.

And despite his moment of logic, his fear of spoiling the moment was washed away by the sheer torrent of how into the kiss they were both becoming. So he leaned closer forgetting about what Terra might notice and focusing on what she definitely would notice as their tongues wrestled for control of both mouths.]

[Turnabout's fair play, the saying goes, she supposes; she hadn't meant to pull his hair, but she can't really say she dislikes receiving it in response, she actually murmurs into his lips, appreciative, and her fingers land on the nape of his neck.

Closer, she likes being closer, she's pretty much lost herself to all thought, and oh jeez what's she feeling there huh that's new, with a surprised squeak, she pulls away, completely and totally red in the face, and just how new she is at this comes rushing back to her in a rush of shame.

Breathing, breathing, deep breathing, because wow, that really took a lot out of her. Her lips feel swollen and her face feels hot, and she's trying to smile but she's utterly caught up in just how carried away she got.]

[Beastboy is breathing heavy too, almost panting like a dog. The grin on his face is delirious and almost drunk on her kisses but the redness in his face showed he was just as embarrassed as she was.]

That...that was really...

[His eyes get wide with worry and he slaps his hands over his mouth to stifle any extra words in case he's not cured yet. He'd do anything not to ruin this moment and he doesn't trust whatever's happened to him to have gone away. Still he has to say something. So he bites his lip and gave her two thumbs up, then drew his hands together and made the shape of a heart with his fingers.]

[Terra cannot believe at all that he just did that. But considering the situation? She sort of is pleased for it, rather than any words. The words would probably ruin the already awkward moment.

Just as quickly as it had come, the passion and fire that had overtaken them is replaced by holy crap that just happened and wow this is weird but not bad sooooo... Her face is still red, but maybe he can't see in the dark. Probably not, they're still standing close.

And yet, the heart is...it's sweet. It's cute. It's why she fell for him in the first place, that kind of attitude, so she does smile now, despite her embarrassment.

She grabs his hand and starts pulling him to the apartment complex.] C-c'mon, I'm locking you in your room until we figure out what's causing this or it passes, I'll bring food, find Rita, and we, uh. ...Figure this out too. After.

[She can't look back at him, because she's quite afraid she might kiss him again. And that can wait.

...That's a very amazing thought.]

[Beastboy nods letting her drag him along but already he can feel foul words trying to force their way out. He bites his lip hard enough it hurts which is a sharp contrast to how wonderful his lips felt just a moment ago.

In an act of desperation he stops their progress and yanks off his belt. His hands are a blur as he reattaches the device tightly around his face so the largest part of the buckle is blocking his mouth. the way his lips curled around it could almost be kinky if Terra knew the first thing about fetishes. Still he tried to speak around it and any words were muffled. A success.

...at least till his pants fell down revealing boxers with Digivices on them. Well at least that particular area had calmed down.]

[THANKS TO BEASTBOY'S GLITCHY D-TERMINAL she has seen more than this, but it doesn't stop her blush, which by now feels entirely overwhelming. She keeps hold on his hand and her words are a hiss.]

Just carry them.

[He drops to the ground and stands back up to tug the pants back up holding them with his free hand and letting her hold onto the other arm. It takes some of the edge off because he's aware of how goofy this is.]

Mmmpf mmmpf.

[Which probably means "thank you"]

[Or via the glitch, another set of colorful words.

Terra waves it off though, nodding fiercely and pulling him along. She's thankful the glitch didn't hit her as hard, honestly, because there are all sorts of things she could be saying right now-

but she's able to hold herself back. Through Roaming Park - a shortcut - and toward the big, looming tower of an apartment complex.]

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[Action] PG/PG-13 FOR CONTENT? More on the PG side tbh.

PG-PG 13, I believe the term is "This escalated quickly" XD

PG-PG 13, EXPERIMENTING KIDS!

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PG 13 is a definite now.

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WE'RE BACK TO PG/G NOW KIDS YOU CAN LOOK.

Till they get back to the apartments~ JK not even the glitch is that strong...I think

NOT EVEN THE GLITCH.

At least not THIS glitch.

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