#ah.. ha yeah

Kiss status: Accepting!

1: Hot, Steamy kiss

Things were a little hazy. Parties weren’t exactly Marci’s usual hang out, but there had been begging from multiple fellow teammates to just come to one after game party. Just one– he didn’t even have to drink. And Marci was always too eager to please so with a sigh and a little reserved smile he agreed to a chorus of cheers. 

In hindsight, it wasn’t the best of plans because now he was in some corner somewhere, there were others behind him and around him and most importantly someone pressed against a wall– someone he was pressing against the wall. 

Marci never handled his alcohol well and tried to avoid it ad best as he could, but now here he was, one too many shots knocked back and his fingers in someone’s hair with wet, mouthed kisses being easily given away. 

It wasn’t until he licked into the other’s mouth one last time, a breath just shy of a moan, and Marci was blinking something into focus. “Oh– Oh, shoot.” This was quite the accident on his part and he was separating himself form the other cheerleader in seconds, stumbling a bit.