Re: Quicklog, Patrick's cabin: Patrick G/Newt P
[Any worry about gayness had subsided as soon as the kiss began; it could return later.
At present, Patrick was most entirely consumed by the moment. He was not thinking about the gender of the person he was kissing. There was no concern for gender, man. He was just into it, and this was the entirety of what Patrick was thinking. The flex of bicep under Newt's fingers was not a thinking thing; it was a reaction to the grip. The weight against him was accepted without protest. The elbow that still rested against the bed was lifted, and Patrick's fingers came to grip at Newt's nape. No, there was no mistaking the man above him for a woman, but Patrick was simply not attempting to label. Newt parted his lips, and Patrick made up the difference with a most unfaltering lick into Newt's mouth.
When he tumbled Newt back onto the mattress, it was with a brash shove, and now it was his knee between Newt's, his mouth on Newt's, and his tongue delving without apology into Newt's mouth. This was still just a kiss, man, as far as Patrick was concerned.]