Jimmy shook his head. "No. It's okay. You wanted to ride on two brooms," he said, giving the offending broom a last, irritated kick in the mud. He cleared his throat and found Dennis' eyes on him. He smiled at that. "I wish you'd said that. I kind of wanted to ride on one broom with you anyway."
Jimmy's eyes fluttered closed and his mouth tilted up in time to take Dennis' offering of a kiss. He liked the little sounds of kissing and the hints of taste it left. He hadn't really thought much of it past that until Dennis took his shoulders and gave him a tug closer.
Jimmy's eyes half-opened at it and he almost stumbled over his big feet. He managed to not and was surprised at how Dennis was holding him. He wasn't sure where this was going, or maybe it was just a good spot to hold him.
Jimmy's light fingers decided to hold Dennis back and he put his hands on Dennis' hips. He assumed that was okay- it usually was. The kiss was so nice though. He whimpered his approval and shock of it at first and when their mouths broke, Jimmy smiled. "That was nice..." he admitted. "I like when you kiss me."