[Rarely did he feel as content as he did in this moment when Adam touched his hair and kissed him. 'Content' was a valuable feeling for how fleeting and difficult to obtain it was. He wanted Adam to keep touching him, to pet his hair and just- stay like this. But he was also the one who didn't want to hang around in this dream any longer. They could touch for real in Kavinsky's bedroom.
He woke with a slight start after Adam departed the dream, blinking up at the ceiling. He turned on a lamp across the room for some light that wasn't overpowering and then...he waited. When Adam knocked, Kavinsky was there a moment later, hair still sleep mussed, dressed only in boxers. He didn't bother trying to look casual as he ushered Adam into the room.]
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He woke with a slight start after Adam departed the dream, blinking up at the ceiling. He turned on a lamp across the room for some light that wasn't overpowering and then...he waited. When Adam knocked, Kavinsky was there a moment later, hair still sleep mussed, dressed only in boxers. He didn't bother trying to look casual as he ushered Adam into the room.]
So how long have you had tricks up your sleeve?