[It was a pretty decent distraction, and Kavinsky was not at all opposed to looping an arm around Ronan, holding onto him. There was a part of him that wanted to ditch this awful bathroom and just head to the party. But there was a larger part of him that was utterly selfish and wanted to get off here, too.
He groaned, low in his throat, and leaned his cheek against Ronan's head, eyes fluttering shut for a moment.]
Fuck, I'm not gonna say no. Be my guest.
[It wasn't like he hadn't dreamed and daydreamed about Ronan touching him, about coming apart under his hands, in his hands. The mere idea made him a little desperate, though he was playing it cool. He wasn't sure what Ronan would do if he knew how easily affected Kavinsky was by him.]
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He groaned, low in his throat, and leaned his cheek against Ronan's head, eyes fluttering shut for a moment.]
Fuck, I'm not gonna say no. Be my guest.
[It wasn't like he hadn't dreamed and daydreamed about Ronan touching him, about coming apart under his hands, in his hands. The mere idea made him a little desperate, though he was playing it cool. He wasn't sure what Ronan would do if he knew how easily affected Kavinsky was by him.]