Precarious Investigations- makeouts

I grab him by the back of his head and kiss him. Before I know it, he’s got me against the wall again and his tongue is in my mouth.

He puts one hand on my cheek and runs the other down my side, eventually resting on my hip. I place my free hand firmly on his ass. Not one to be outdone, he presses his hips against mine and gives one slow, hard grind. I groan into his mouth, and he’s grinning when he breaks the kiss.

“Jesus, Pen,” he says, before placing a kiss on my neck. “Took you long enough.”

“You c-could have said something,” I reply, toying with his hair.

He kisses my neck a few more times. “I was waiting on you.”

“Funny,” I say. “I never took you for the, ah, the shy type.”

He gets right up on my ear, the same way that’s always driven me crazy before.

“Shut up,” he says, before adding, “Your place or mine?”

We determine that my place is closer.

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I am not drawing these in any particular order, here's another story illustration

oh hello there Pen and Dyson’s first kiss

I suck at drawing makeouts, sighhhh


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