got_the_points

"I'm not fucking in love-!" Nix cut himself off with a frustrated growl and ducked to kiss him again, this one more intrusive, with more intent.

He didn't argue this time. He didn't tell him that Nix just wished he was Dick, and that he was working something out. Hell, no, he was too drunk for that, the kiss stirring something he didn't know was there.

The angles were all wrong, not like Kitty's in any way. Harry grabbed Nix's shirt again, growling as he held him there. Daring him silently to not break the kiss.

This is Harry. Leave me a message, maybe I'll get back to you if I can figure this thing out again.