Kiss With A Fist

He kisses Yosef harder, biting his lip hard enough to leave a mark, then tries to pull back, licking his lips

 

Yosef smiles, startled and hungry, and pulls back, turning to Abigail and taking her hands. "Fillar?"

 

Her fingers go tight on his, eyes big and uncertain behind her glasses.

 

Scott reaches for the back of her neck and gives her a shove towards Yosef's mouth.

 

Yosef catches her, leaning in to kiss her lips, gentle and hungry.

 

She kisses back, holding his arms with shaking fingers.

 

"... I've got you. We've got you." He strokes her hair gently, raising an eyebrow at Scott.

 

"We do, but we also have a dinner booked for... hm. Thirty minutes from now," he drawls.

 

"I know. Later." He holds Abigail close for a few more seconds, reaching out to pull Scott in toward them.

 

Abigail blushes, burying her face in his shoulder, glancing at Scott.


Scott arches a brow at Yosef. "Oh? Planning to use that room before you give it up?"

 

Yosef pauses, eyebrow raised. "Can you keep up, if we go upstairs, Sakach?"

 

"I wouldn't say it if I couldn't, Adler," he drawls, curling his lip.

 

Yosef smirks at him, all teeth. "Come on."

 

Abigail squeaks as Scott slides an arm around her waist and starts leading them both back into the apartment complex... locking his car with a quick beep of his remote.

 

"... You alright, Abigail?" Yosef asks quietly, squeezing her hand.

 

She hesitates. "I. I. I've. I haven't. Before, I haven't-"

"We'll show you how," Scott grins toothily.

 

Yosef smirks. "You can watch Sakach and see how he takes it."

"... you don't have to do anything you're not comfortable with."

 

Scott sneers. "Who said I was the one who was going to take it?"

"I. I'm-" she squeezes Yosef's hand. "I. I'm not sure. But. But I-"

"You can tap out whenever you want, Abbey~" Scott teases.

 

Yosef grins at him, all teeth. "Me."

He squeezes back, pausing. "Do you want to stop?"

 

Scott reaches for him, curling his fingers in Yosef's shirt, freezing as Yosef speaks to Abigail, glancing at her carefully.

"...no. I. I don't think I want to stop-"