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[He doesn't seem to mind the man-handling Zhao does by gripping his jaw. If anything, he seems to respond well to it. Though that may just be the touching in general he's responding to. His eyes are already dropping half-closed before Zhao even gets close enough to kiss him.

And this time Kaidan's lips are parted, ready to make the embrace deeper. His hands slide along Zhao's arms, trying to position the other to touch him. He's still glowing and he can't seem to turn it off. If Kaidan wasn't more focused on wanting Zhao close, he'd think more about why this is. But really, he just doesn't want to. He wants to make out with this very hot guy]

[Zhao has no objection to diving right into Kaidan's mouth, asserting his claim to the other man. Nor does he have any qualms about using the momentum to touch Kaidan's body, pressing against Kaidan and shoving him boldly against the wall. His hands slide over Kaidan's torso as he feels the electricity sparking through Kaidan's form, presses firmer on a second bypass to feel more of the muscle beneath.

It was a public area but hopefully no one would come across the two men making out. Because Zhao was only getting started.]

[He shivers just a little as he prods back, wanting a claim of his own. Wanting Zhao pressed up against his body, those hands touching him. Maybe the biotics are a result of all his pent-up feelings. Brain Camp didn't really have a biotic sex-ed class. Whatever the reason, he's still glowing.

Eventually Kaidan pulls back enough to take some much-needed breaths]

Not bad.

[He couldn't resist being a little bit snarky]

Oh, that sounds like a challenge to me.

[He countered with a gleam in his eye. But he had a wry smirk on his lips that he couldn't quite keep locked down. Snark was his bread and butter, and receiving it back was as much fun for him as dishing it out. He liked this side of Kaidan. It was interesting.]

Is that what that is? You want to provoke me into more?

[Not that he really needed to be provoked to do more at this point. He was into it. He was into Kaidan. Definitely.]

Depends.

[He raises an eyebrow and drops his barrier]

Are you up for the challenge?

[He stares evenly, silently daring. It's something he likes about interacting with Zhao: the push and pull, the way they challenge each other. And Kaidan is issuing one now: try to make me turn my biotics on again]

I live for the challenge.

[It sounded like all bravado, but Zhao had a matching gleam to his eyes that spoke of his willingness to back it up with action. He just took a moment to look Kaidan up and down from head to toe, as if calculating his next move with carefulness.

Then Zhao moved back in towards Kaidan. His hips pressed against Kaidan and undulated carefully. His lips went for Kaidan's but after a quick nip Zhao changed tactics on the other man immediately, ran his tongue along Kaidan's jaw until he stopped at the point where the bone met the neck. And then he bit just below, at the soft part of the neck. It was a light nip but full of teeth and exploratory, waiting for a response before he backed off or went more extreme.]

[He presses his body against the wall, needing the support as Zhao started moving against him. He tries to breathe normally but it's hard not to react to the attention, to not arch into it or grab Zhao and take some initiative. He trembles a little from the restraint.

Kaidan can't seem to stop from reacting once Zhao's tongue starts moving along his skin. He lets out a little whimper, head tilting up to give the other all the room he could want. And then he feels teeth and Kaidan's hand pushes into Zhao's hair, weaving through the locks to hold him in place. It's as clear a sign as any that he wants more of that]

[More than the hands in his hair holding him in place, it's the little whimper that escapes Kaidan that sets Zhao alight. It quickens his blood. Makes him want more. And he knew he would have to try to produce it if he wanted it.

He took the cue and bit harder next time, alternating between piercing nips of teeth and quick, sloppy kisses over the area to sooth. He worked his way down Kaidan's neck down to the collarbone where he plied a little longer.]

[He curls his fingers into Zhao's hair. Kaidan's breathing comes out a little harder and he leans his weight more against the wall. He hasn't had this kind of attention in... he can't really remember if he ever has.

His whimper is a little bit louder this time. And... yep, there it goes, he's lighting up again]

Hah. Shit. I... I don't know why I'm doing that.

[Zhao's response was to chuckle against Kaidan's collarbone. He kissed the area one last time before nuzzling against Kaidan's jaw as he looked up to meet Kaidan's eyes.]

I win. [He whispered with a sly grin.] I like it. All you have to wonder is what I'm going to do next to keep it going.

[He wets his lips and takes in a shaky breath, brushing fingers through Zhao's hair]

And how long do I have to wait before I find out?

[Zhao moved to run his teeth across Kaidan's lower lip before backing off again and chuckling. He made a show of thinking about it. Then:]

They say delayed gratification has its own kind of rewards. [He teased.]

[He turns off his biotics again, shrugging]

If you say so. I can be patient.

[Zhao laughed at that, though some of the excitement left him due to his surprise at simple the reaction. Maybe he was a bit disappointed by the lack of glow, or the ease with which Kaidan bypassed his teasing.

But. There was always the challenge of reigniting it.]

Come on, killer.

[Zhao grabbed Kaidan by the hand and began to lead him away.]

Let's go somewhere private before I do more than light you up like a Christmas tree.

[He lets out a soft chuckle and follows. He figured that calling Zhao on his bullshit would give him this result. And his absolutely not going to complain about going somewhere more private]

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