"Lorcan, this isn't right, we shouldn't be doing this." Lysander said, as he buried his face in his brother's warm chest. Lorcan breathed in audibly and caught the familiar scent of coffee that always seemed to cling to Lysander, and frowned slightly.

"If it isn't right, Lys, then why haven't we stopped?" Lorcan said gently, prying the other boy off his chest and staring at the younger twin with warm grey-blue eyes. "Does it feel wrong to be doing this?"

"Well, no, but-"

Lorcan leaned down and pressed his forehead to his brother's, the other blushing at the proximity but not moving away.

"Do you want this to stop?"

"…No." Lysander replied softly, lifting his head up so his lips were only a millimeter away from his brother's. "I don't want this to stop."

Lorcan told him quickly before he captured Lysander's lips with his own- "Neither do I."

Prompt: Coffee

For the Monthly Slash-Tastic Drabble-athon Competition using the prompt: Coffee and this is held by Cheeky Slytherin Lass who I dedicate this drabble to. Amber is lovely and is so nice (and awesome, she's a legend Siriusly) and I wish I knew her better. So I hope you enjoy this!

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