"Shut up," Espio managed, before Ace had once again captured his mouth and he leaned in with a soft, appreciative hum, pressing up against Ace's chest and allowing his eyes to slide shut. Arms wrapped around Ace's waist, keeping him close.

Kisses with Tobias had always been soft, gentle, innocent and usually brief. With Ace, they were fierce and passionate and hot. It was a stark difference, but a good one. Even though Espio was not exactly the most familiar with this kind of affection, he was receptive and responsive, allowing Ace to take the lead.