Gai grinned and laughed with him, a little breathless himself, pleased but looking for some affirmation that Obito not just enjoyed it, but approved. He met the Sharingan gaze with a look somewhere between awe and reverence, and a deeper desire Gai had tried not to think too much about before. Before it had resulted in frustrations; now thinking about it was frustrating in an entirely different, more pleasant way. Surely Obito felt it too.
Once Obito had settled back into his seat, Gai half-expected him to say something. When he didn't, Gai did. "I am sorry if this is completely inappropriate." But the way he kissed Obito then, deeply and hungrily, did not say he was sorry at all.
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Once Obito had settled back into his seat, Gai half-expected him to say something. When he didn't, Gai did. "I am sorry if this is completely inappropriate." But the way he kissed Obito then, deeply and hungrily, did not say he was sorry at all.