Gai was not yet versed in quite what that nip at his lip was supposed to inspire. They had done a lot of kissing in their practices together; biting was new, and he wasn't sure if he was supposed to take it as scolding or invitation.

He did, however, know that he liked Obito's touch. Gai was physical anyway and, sure, Obito had touched him before, even during their kissing practices, but it was never anything other than friendly. 'Friendly' touches had made Gai's heart do somersaults in his chest, had made him smile for the rest of the day and glow. Now, the hand on his waist, the feel of Obito's lap under him, those fingers in his hair (just a tinge too firm a grip that Gai decided he liked a lot)--it all suggested things Gai hadn't really been allowed to (or had time to) consider before. He had only intended to discuss resuming kissing training; Gai hadn't anticipated how badly he had longed for this.

Just as eager to close the space between them, after a moment he shrugged his flak vest off and dumped it on the floor. His sense of romance said he should be kissing a little softer, more tenderly, but he really just wanted to kiss Obito senseless.