[Kavinsky tastes like Ronan imagined - and he has spent too much time imagining. Ronan is sweeter, like Appalachian bourbon, which happens to go perfect with salt and fire. He parts his lips to Kavinsky's tongue, savoring at first, then returning the favor with his own.
He's been hungry for a while. It's obvious. If Kavinsky ever had any doubt (ha!) about how much Ronan had ever wanted him, there's no denying it now. He didn't walk away from Kavinsky because there was a lack of desire. It's always been there, the way most people crave the things that will end up killing them.
Ronan stops to catch his breath, pressing his forehead to Kavinsky's. His skin is so warm it feels like the flames have crept closer, though he's pretty sure they haven't. He almost says something. Then he doesn't, opting to kiss Kavinsky again. The moment will probably be ruined as soon as either of them talk, right? Kavinsky will piss him off or Ronan will say something stupid and they'll start fighting instead. Or, worse yet, Kavinsky will just laugh again. Ronan's so much more afraid of that humiliation, though he knows enough to realize that Kavinsky's honest affection is the greater danger. Ruining this would be wiser.]
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He's been hungry for a while. It's obvious. If Kavinsky ever had any doubt (ha!) about how much Ronan had ever wanted him, there's no denying it now. He didn't walk away from Kavinsky because there was a lack of desire. It's always been there, the way most people crave the things that will end up killing them.
Ronan stops to catch his breath, pressing his forehead to Kavinsky's. His skin is so warm it feels like the flames have crept closer, though he's pretty sure they haven't. He almost says something. Then he doesn't, opting to kiss Kavinsky again. The moment will probably be ruined as soon as either of them talk, right? Kavinsky will piss him off or Ronan will say something stupid and they'll start fighting instead. Or, worse yet, Kavinsky will just laugh again. Ronan's so much more afraid of that humiliation, though he knows enough to realize that Kavinsky's honest affection is the greater danger. Ruining this would be wiser.]