[ from that brief amount of contact, kaiser supposes that noa is of a similar mind — there isn't going to be a mad dash to a conclusion, split lips within a matter of minutes and a winner determined sooner rather than later. that they've landed on the same approach to the situation is mildly vexing, but kaiser will take it as a good sign that he probably won't drastically misread as long as he keeps his wits about him.
and in contrast, kaiser finds it odd to taste a bit of chocolate in their kiss, but then again, he did eat much more of that ice cream than noa did. when he inevitably does his replay of this to assess how much his performance improved from their last encounter, kaiser will make a note to self that the next time he's weird and intrusive and food is involved, maybe take two different flavors to keep things more interesting.
as for their current weird, intrusive tryst — kaiser doesn't quite lean in, but he tilts his entire body towards noa, eyes open but slightly narrowed. he won't deepen the kiss, and there's noticeable deliberation in how he seems unwilling to toe that line at the moment — but he moves one of his hands against noa's neck, sliding his fingers down to rest around the left side, curling his fingertips to press in slightly, as if mirroring where the rose tattoos on his own neck are. he doubts noa is particularly sensitive here, but he's curious if he'll react at all; the neck is a delicate area, after all. ]
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and in contrast, kaiser finds it odd to taste a bit of chocolate in their kiss, but then again, he did eat much more of that ice cream than noa did. when he inevitably does his replay of this to assess how much his performance improved from their last encounter, kaiser will make a note to self that the next time he's weird and intrusive and food is involved, maybe take two different flavors to keep things more interesting.
as for their current weird, intrusive tryst — kaiser doesn't quite lean in, but he tilts his entire body towards noa, eyes open but slightly narrowed. he won't deepen the kiss, and there's noticeable deliberation in how he seems unwilling to toe that line at the moment — but he moves one of his hands against noa's neck, sliding his fingers down to rest around the left side, curling his fingertips to press in slightly, as if mirroring where the rose tattoos on his own neck are. he doubts noa is particularly sensitive here, but he's curious if he'll react at all; the neck is a delicate area, after all. ]