Warden's heart was pounding so loudly in his chest he genuinely believed that Mouse could hear it, his small, soft hands gradually reached out and helped Mouse out of his jacket. The feeling of Mouse's hands as they brushed against him caused him to jolt softly, his breath catching in his mouth as he held back a soft yelp, leaning back and withdrawing his hands to his front.

Mouse also took a step back, cocking his head to the side as he peered down at the smaller boy. ".. Uh, you.. you okay?" He asked, voice soft despite the underlying tone of masculinity. He gingerly took a step forward, closing the distance between them as he narrowed his eyes, studying the reactions of Warden's body as he approached.

"Yeah. Just -- sorry. I'm kinda skittish." Warden spoke softly, his girlish voice eloping quietly as he tried to regain his composure.

Mouse stepped closer, leaning down, his lips now having curled into what Warden was sure was a smirk, vision again affected by the dimly -- romantically? -- lit room. Mouse's hands slipped up and came to rest on Warden's lady-like hips.

"What're you--" Warden barely had a chance to rush out the words before he was kissed, Mouse sinking his lips roughly and passionately against Warden's, desperately pressing himself against the more timid, effeminate boy. Warden's reaction was, as expected, that of submission - his body leant back, hands raising up, small, soft fists balling together as he slowly but surely pushed back into the kiss.

Ultimately, any resistance would be irellevant at this point, Mouse easily outsizing the boy. In demonstration of this, Mouse pushed Warden back as they kissed, lips pushed together as Warden was backed up against the wall. Mouse leant down, eye-level with the smaller boy and broke the kiss.

"W-What--!" Warden stuttered awkwardly, sure that by now with the colour of his cheeks he'd be better renamed to Warden Tomato. He turned his face away shyly, flushed and flustered. "Why'd you -- you .. !" He protested, weakly, trying and failing to muster the courage to look back towards Mouse.

Mouse, meanwhile, had his mind set. He had enjoyed the kiss, and being alone in a hotel room with the androgynous boy was too much temptation for him to resist at this point. He'd closed the space between them and raised his arms up, placing them on the wall behind Warden, Warden's head in the middle. Mouse gazed, said nothing, but still his heart pounded. Mouse slowly leant in, probing, curiously as to whether Warden would let him kiss him once more.

"You want me to stop? And I will." Mouse whispered while his face edged ever close to Warden's own, murmuring quietly and pushing forwards, Warden's lips parted as he thought about speaking .. only to then change his mind, body going limp with his submissive nature. Warden softly, slowly shrugged, as if indifferent.

".. Tch, tsundere." Mouse grunted playfully, lips sinking forwards with intensity, kissing Warden even harder than before, barely waiting a moment for exposing his tongue, drawing it out at first along Warden's bottom lip, pressing into his mouth and swirling dominantly, powerfully around Warden's own. Warden, beyond the point of resistance, felt his hands sink out and grip onto Mouse' waist. Instinctively, against his will practically, Warden gasped and moaned into the kiss, shuddering softly and desperately as he pressed closer. They kissed for what felt like an hour as they clung to eachother.

Suprisingly, Warden slowly broke the kiss, his eyes re-opening and staring cautiously into Mouse's own. Mouse, however, wasn't quite done yet - he ran his hands onto Warden's tummy and shirt, tugging at it. Warden knew immediately what he wanted, and was only happy to bow his head and nod. Mouse began undressing Warden, reaching his hands up and helping his shirt off of the boys' slender tummy and chest. Mouse stepped back and repeated the action on himself, rippled chest visible as he undressed.

Both topless, Warden unsure how to act, he gulped loudly and awkwardly placed his hands in front of him. Mouse, however, knew exactly what he wanted.

"And the rest." He nodded, gesturing with a hand to Warden's jeans. Mouse's lips had now curled into a devilish, confident smile.