Philip felt a bit frozen in confusion as Harper kept coming closer. His skin felt heated under the touch of the other mans hand on his face. What was happening? Quite honestly, his brain felt like it was short-circuiting as Harpers lips met his own. He returned the kiss for a moment, pressing up against the other mans lips. Then his brain kicked in and he pushed Harper back from himself. "Wait, what? What's happening?" He stammered, trying to make sense of things.

— set by MJ —