It was, all in all, a good kiss. Barclay had been in a steady relationship with a while and knew how to negotiate someone who was dominate, knew when to give and when to take. Thierry, likewise, had had some experience kissing others. It was the kind of kiss you lost yourself in and then, Barclay realized it was over and Thierry was close and warm and there...
There was something wrong.
"I don't know either," Barclay said, trying to think. Something was clouding his brain. His hand brushed through Thierry's wet hair while his mind desperately tried to return to the reason why they couldn't be shucking their clothes and just...
Barclay blinked. "I never thought you were, you know..." He bit his lip. "Into men."