[Luckily for Ronan, Kavinsky didn't want any of this to be casual, he didn't want it to stop. He might not have been the best at talking about things, but Ronan meant something to him. He had for a long time, it was just- getting Ronan not to spook felt like it was the hard part here. Aside from the obvious.
For a few long minutes, he was utterly wrapped around Ronan's finger and it was good, so good. Casual hookups were one thing. One-night-stands could be fun, but it was always different when it meant something, when he felt like he mattered to the other person. Ronan was making him feel like he mattered and he wouldn't trade that feeling for the world. He wanted to keep it close, memorize it, like he might never get another chance.
And then Ronan licked Kavinsky's cum off his fingers and K couldn't help but stare at him. It wasn't a bad sort of stare. It was flushed and full of heat and he could almost still feel the other boy's mouth on his neck and Kavinsky feverishly wanted to kiss him or say something, but- he held back, on both counts. It was a struggle and he had to look away after a moment, focus on getting cleaned up and presentable again. He took a moment to admire the mark Ronan had left on his neck but it didn't slow his racing heart.
When they were back in the parking lot, Kavinsky might have purposely bared his neck a little upon noticing Ronan looking, showing off the mark. He'd like to say he made it look casual, like he hadn't been intending to show it off, but it was pretty obvious it was for Ronan's benefit.]
Sounds good, sweetheart.
[That wasn't quite casual, either. It was more affectionate than anything, even if his tone remained light.]
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For a few long minutes, he was utterly wrapped around Ronan's finger and it was good, so good. Casual hookups were one thing. One-night-stands could be fun, but it was always different when it meant something, when he felt like he mattered to the other person. Ronan was making him feel like he mattered and he wouldn't trade that feeling for the world. He wanted to keep it close, memorize it, like he might never get another chance.
And then Ronan licked Kavinsky's cum off his fingers and K couldn't help but stare at him. It wasn't a bad sort of stare. It was flushed and full of heat and he could almost still feel the other boy's mouth on his neck and Kavinsky feverishly wanted to kiss him or say something, but- he held back, on both counts. It was a struggle and he had to look away after a moment, focus on getting cleaned up and presentable again. He took a moment to admire the mark Ronan had left on his neck but it didn't slow his racing heart.
When they were back in the parking lot, Kavinsky might have purposely bared his neck a little upon noticing Ronan looking, showing off the mark. He'd like to say he made it look casual, like he hadn't been intending to show it off, but it was pretty obvious it was for Ronan's benefit.]
Sounds good, sweetheart.
[That wasn't quite casual, either. It was more affectionate than anything, even if his tone remained light.]