Unbalanced Galaxy

Koda tilted his head to the side. "That is true..." He looked Jarek up and down, then over his shoulder. "Though, I don't kiss until after the first date." He teased with a smile on his face. "Or, I got a better idea. We act affectionate toward one another, give each other cute nicknames, but never kiss. It'll be a challenge all in itself. What do you think?"

Koda's heart sank when Jarek's lips nearly touched his. They were so close that Koda could feel the son of Ourania's breath. Koda cleared his throat and moved his hands up his body slowly before resting them on the sides of Jarek's neck. "You naughty boy. I'm going to have to keep an eye on you, aren't I?"

The son of Koda snorted, shaking his head. "Then you would win and Juileta would win. I'm smarter than that, Jarek." He snorted, running his fingers through the Czech's hair. "Nice try though. There's nothing you can do that will make me want to kiss you."

Koda let out a grunt and bit his lip. He turned his face away from Jarek's. "Don't be so cocky, Stars. I can deal with your advances." He playfully pushed Jarek off of him and onto the bed. "See? Just like that."

Koda rolled his eyes and smiled. "Look, I know how bad you want to suck my d*ck, I know it's on your mind, but can you hold off?" He eased with a smile on his face. "Anyway, I have my moments when I like to chase, I admit that. You seemed like a willing victim."

The son of Nemesis frowned. "In that case, I would be an ass." Koda slowly moved over to Jarek and placed a hand on his back. "...I didn't mean to make you upset, Jarek. Sorry."

Koda shrugged his shoulders. "I'm a hard person to deal with. That's why people either hate me or love me." Koda added and moved away from Jarek to give him the space that he needed to figure things out. "Don't pop a blood vessel from thinking too much."

Koda's face softened when Jarek wasn't looking and turned his gaze tot he floor. Maybe he could be a little nicer, but what fun would that be? He was mean to people that deserved it. Though, Jarek wasn't one of those people. Taking in a deep breath, the son of Nemesis bit his lip. "Sorry, I'll try and be less dickish if it...helps."

Koda reached over and took Jarek's hand in his. He started to absentmindedly play with his fingertips. "...What's your favorite color? I'm guessing yellow or some sh--- thing like that." He corrected himself and looked up at Jarek's face.

Koda rolled his eyes, but kept his sass to himself. "Huh, I deserve a medal for guessing people's favorite color. I figured since you were a son of Ourania, that you would like some star color." He shrugged his shoulders and continued to play with his fingertips. "...Did you enjoy your...hot chocolate?"

"It was good, I guess. I like the taste of it. It's too sweet. And for my favorite color? I have to say between gray and bronze." Koda shrugged his shoulders and raised Jarek's hand that was injured and looked it over. "How's it feeling?"

Koda knitted his eyebrows when Jarek pulled his hand away. "I don't believe you. I know your hand hurts like hell. You don't have to lie to me. I am really sorry about your hand. I wish I could take the pain away."

"You're lying." He said bluntly. "I know it hurts." He added and sighed. Koda sighed and stared at his wrapped up hand a bit his lip. "Is there anything I can do for it? Maybe putting it in salt water will make it feel better."