[Kavinsky laughed, a little breathless, a little dreamy just from the way Ronan touched him. It'd been so long and he'd thought Ronan would never touch him like this again.]

Yeah, we did. I asked him if he was sure, too. He said he was.

I wouldn't bullshit about this. I don't want to hurt him.

[He stepped in closer, invading Ronan's personal space until they were nearly nose to nose. He met Ronan's eyes and only looked away briefly to glance down at his mouth, his beautiful mouth, the curve of his lips.]

I definitely want to kiss you.

[It was a murmur, soft and heated, and normally it would be a promise of something more, but not this time. This time the only promise was the kiss itself, because not only did he care about Adam but he respected him, too. He wouldn't fuck around; finding out would hurt.]