Aristotle doesn't know Armani that well, but friends of friends are still friends, right? And even if not, he's cute and down to kiss and that's reason enough to give him a smile when the bottle stops spinning. He leans in a bit, but doesn't attempt to close the gap just yet. "I like your...wings." With the way the other boy is dressed, they were probably the third or fourth thing he noticed, but it's still true. They're super shiny!
Unable to help it and too tipsy to think twice about it, Aristotle gawks as Armani poses to show off his outfit. Then the moment passes and he laughs, nodding his head in thoughtless agreement. Definitely. Yes. "Real cute," he answers and rises onto his knees to match the other boy's height before moving close enough to put a hand on the back of Armani's neck. But rather than taking the kiss...he waits. This might be an intentional stalemate now. He can't do all the work.
Armani likes the attention. He likes this little game they're playing, he likes having an audience, and he likes-- for once-- having someone look at him that way.
Maybe it's too bold a move, but he's had enough to drink that he doesn't really care right now. His hands find Aris's hips, gently pulling him in closer as Armani shifts forward to close the distance between them.
This boldness is rewarded with another bright, surprised laugh and Aris allowing himself to be pulled closer. His fingers trace thoughtless shapes on the back of Armani's neck as he murmurs in return, "Real cute." Only now realizing the spectacle that they're creating, he adds even more softly, as if they're in some sort of scheme together, "...This is dramatic, isn't it?" He sounds delighted.
And that's what he wants to hear. He's cute. Real cute.
"Oh, Aristotle," he coos softly, lifting a hand to cup his cheek. "We're just having a little fun first." Finally, he yields with a kiss. There's really no need to drag a spin-the-bottle turn past the minute mark.
More than ready by now, Aristotle leans into the kiss and really makes it count. How could he not after all that? When he draws back, he's grinning and acknowledges, "That was fun." Slipping his hand from the back of Armani's neck, he then retreats to his spot with a little wave.
Before they go their separate ways, Armani gives him a smile and friendly little pat on the cheek. "Til next time!" he chirps, sliding back and then standing once he reaches the edge of the circle. Time to get more drinks!!
💋💋 ARMANI 💋💋 - Aristotle & OPEN (STB & 7MIH)
💋💋 ARMANI & ARISTOTLE 💋💋
💋💋 ARMANI & ARISTOTLE 💋💋
"Aren't they cute?" he asks, fluttering his wings for him.
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💋💋 ARMANI & ARISTOTLE 💋💋
Maybe it's too bold a move, but he's had enough to drink that he doesn't really care right now. His hands find Aris's hips, gently pulling him in closer as Armani shifts forward to close the distance between them.
"Am I cute?" he asks again, softly this time.
💋💋 ARMANI & ARISTOTLE 💋💋
💋💋 ARMANI & ARISTOTLE 💋💋
"Oh, Aristotle," he coos softly, lifting a hand to cup his cheek. "We're just having a little fun first." Finally, he yields with a kiss. There's really no need to drag a spin-the-bottle turn past the minute mark.
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💋💋 ARMANI & ARISTOTLE 💋💋
💋💋 ARMANI & JOOP 💋💋
💋💋 ARMANI & JOOP 💋💋