Eugene didn't hide his laughter even during kisses, and it brought Arthur back to that night. It made him smile too, even while his hands worked on the omega's shirt.
Well, no--his shirt.
As if trying to provoke him from the start, Eugene had been wearing the shirt he borrowed from Arthur last Saturday. If it were any other day, Arthur would have left it on and only stripped Eugene's pants, but he wanted to see everything for their first time.
First time as official lovers, anyway.
Eugene grunted in a light protest when the kiss had to be halted so Arthur could take the loose t-shirt off of him, and wasted no time in resuming it as Arthur chucked the garment to the floor. He arched his back slightly, lifting his hips to invite the alpha for an easy stripping, and Arthur didn't let him hang for too long.
