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... That didn't make you feel weird, did it? [He tilts his head to Steven's nuzzling. He remembers what happened last time.] Even good-weird?

Huh?

[Steven sounds breathless, and also confused.]

When... when you were suffocating in that space memory, remember? You were acting drunk, and said it started after I, uh... after I was sharing air with you.

[The not-kissing.]

Oh, yeah...

[He pauses to consider. It had been hard to pin down why that happened in the first place.]

You think it was because...

[He blinks slowly.]

I mean, I don't really feel anything right now.

So... it's safe to kiss you again? [Maybe? Yuya's gaze flickers up at Steven's, then back down. He shifts so their lips are closer again, not quite touching.]

I think so.

[He smiles a little, leaning forward to tentatively brush his lips against Yuya's.]

[Well, okay.

Yuya slowly leans into the kiss, taking his sweet time with molding their lips together. They've done this a few times now, but it's still so new and novel.

So this time, he indulges his curiosity a little more, if Steven doesn't fight him trying to marinate on every feeling.]

[Steven won't fight it - in fact, he seems relieved to let Yuya lead for the moment, responding enthusiastically but allowing Yuya to steer the ship. It's still very novel to him, as well. No number of healing kisses would compare to this.

All the same, Yuya may feel a buzz of healing energy as Steven's kiss takes effect. It may not have much to heal, but minor discomforts may find themselves mending regardless.]

[It is kind of energizing, but it's not the reason that a shiver of excitement runs down Yuya's spine. It feels like Steven is welcoming it so he shifts forward, just an inch, pushing into his kiss with a little more force. Going slow, it's easier to breathe between movements, but Yuya's not known for stillness.]

[If Yuya wants to experiment, Steven isn't going to object, relaxing into the sensation. Of course, it doesn't help that as their interactions go on, he'll be feeling fuzzier and heavier, the warmth in his body gradually overtaking his ability to think straight.

The transition is gradually, and he almost doesn't notice that it's happening. Finally, his eyes flutter open, and he realizes how his head is swimming, although the idea feels kind of abstract.

He chuckles helplessly, distracting from their kiss.]

[The giggle does distract him, finally causing him to break their kiss with a soft gasp. His face is almost as red as his hair.]

It is good? [Despite himself, there's still hesitance in his voice.]

Yeah...

[He says it earnestly because it does, in fact, feel pretty damn good, just maybe not for the reasons Yuya is hoping for. He may recognize the tone as familiar, with Steven sounding a bit foggy and confused even as he seems happy.

Still, he remembers what they were just talking about, even as his thoughts blur.]

I just... feel funny...

... Funny? [His expression slips a little, staring Steven down. That airy tone is... unfortunately, familiar.] What's funny?

I feel all fuzzy.

[He laughs, squirming luxuriously beneath Yuya. His tail flops.]

Like, more than usual... haha...

Oh no. [Oh no.

Yuya jerks up suddenly, pulling away from Steven--and dragging his hands out from under his shirt.] Again? Why? Am I doing this?!

[Is he drugging Steven somehow without meaning to?? He didn't learn any drug magic!

... Did he.]

[Steven looks surprised and then disappointed, staring up at Yuya - like he can sense that something is wrong, but his increasingly dizzy mental state is making it hard for him to care.]

No... It's okay...

[He reaches up to try to pull Yuya back to him.]

[Yuya resists being pulled down, but if Steven decides to put his strength in it, he can't really stop him.] It happened when I kiss you, did it? How do you feel? It's like you're--drugged?

[Steven doesn't want to hurt or force Yuya, even like this, so when he resists he'll loosen up a bit - but that doesn't stop him from clumsily hanging off of the boy, trying to regain some of that warmth.]

I guess... I just feel... happy?

[He frowns, looking increasingly let down by the lack of cuddling.]

Isn't that how I'm supposed to feel with you?

You... yeah, but... [He licks his lips, apprehensive.] It's not a normal happy, is it? Because you seem really out of it.

[He can't deny feeling a bit cloudy, but this disappointment that his state is getting in the way of their happiness is stronger.]

What if I don't care...?

[He feels like he needs to try.]

... Uh. [Yuya blinks slowly, confused.] But you hate getting drunk?

[He folds his ears down. That sounds true, but with as good as he's on the verge of feeling, he can't imagine why.]

I guess... but...

[He shifts uncomfortably.]

It's not that big of a deal...

[Yuya's brow knits, though he does sink back down a little. He doesn't like Steven looking so disappointed.] Are you sure? I just... I don't know why it's happening, and I don't want to do anything to hurt you.

Can't you just... stay with me?

[Steven shifts closer, his tail wagging lazily. He's trying to hold onto him again.]

We don't have to do stuff...

I'm not leaving. [This is the warmest place in the castle. Although, he's suddenly unsure if kissing Steven is a good idea at all.]

He rolls over as he falls back to the ground, so he's leaning off Steven's side.] No matter what we're doing, I'm not going anywhere.

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