"Oh well yeah, that, you got it." Adam smiled and leaned into Kyle's hand. He didn't feel like it was a good thing to really ignore everything that was swirling in Kyle's head, but he didn't want to push it. Not when it seemed like it upset Kyle as much as it did. "It's your turn," he said between small kisses. "Unless you have something else in mind."
Kyle didn't want to ruin the evening, and decided the best way to ensure that was to get the spotlight off himself for a little while. So, he took his turn. "Truth or dare?" he asked, mumbling against Adam's lips as he kissed him.
Adam made a point of kissing Kyle once more before answering, harder and deeper because he could, then pulled back a tiny bit. "Truth."
Adam couldn't have pulled back any deeper even if he had wanted to, because after a kiss like that, Kyle wasn't letting him go. It took him a moment to actually remember how to speak, and when he did, his voice was breathless and needy. "How can someone who's never been in a relationship and apparently only really had drunken hook ups be so good at that?" he asked. Which really wasn't the question he had intended to ask, but that was what came out.
"Am I?" Adam asked loving the way Kyle's voice sounded. He'd done that and it was awesome. "Natural talent?"
Kyle hitched a tiny laugh. "Clearly," he said, going back in for another kiss.
Adam was grinning but it was cut off by the kiss which he tried to make as good as the first one. Minimal experience yes, but he was a fast learner and eager to please. Apparently it was working in his favor.
Kyle got himself lost in the kiss, until he suddenly broke away, pulling himself back and wiping his mouth. "God, I... I need to go," he said, all too aware that if he didn't leave now he wasn't going to leave at all.
Adam jolted when Kyle pulled back, thinking at first he'd done something wrong. "You do?" he asked, frowning a little bit. He didn't want Kyle to go. Not when this was so nice and not when he panicked that he might not see him again. "You'll come back right?"
Kyle leaned his forehead against Adam's. "If I don't leave now, I won't leave at all... and I know. I can stay. Except I can't. So... walk me home and call me in the morning?"
Adam sighed and nodded, kissing Kyle quickly before getting up and looking around for his pants to pull them back on and hand Kyle his abandoned clothes.
Kyle caught his pants and pulled them on. Which was, actually, easier said than done and involved him laying out across the bed and wriggling and pulling and breathing in a whole lot. Not particularly graceful.