"Yoshiro, mind if you gave me a kiss?"
Yoshiro jumped and widened his eyes. He looked at Kazuki, ensuring the man wasn't playing with him. He gulped, "A-A-A kiss---it's too---"
Kazuki chuckled, "We had sex before but you're all flustered up with the idea of sharing a simple kiss? You need to get your priorities straightened up, Yoshi." He leaned into Yoshiro, playfully lingering his lips around the man's lips. The man moved back.
"A kiss is sacred! It's only shared by lovers!"
"Everything is sacred to you, Yoshiro. Come, then, give me one holy kiss to save my soul."
He leaned in and closed his eyes, confident his lips would reach those heavenly lips. He imagined the man's lips would taste like fruits; that's usually the food the forest gives them. He imagined biting into the man's upper lip, imitating how he'd suckle a fruit to get the taste. Instead of soft lips, his lips touched a wall. He opened his eyes; it was Yoshiro's palm.