[It was less of an actual race than Kavinsky expected, and that was all right. He enjoyed trading the lead back and forth with Ronan, keeping him in sight and just knowing he was there. It was so much of what he wanted, sexual things aside; to have Ronan close by.
Kavinsky might have seemed complicated on the surface, but really he was a simple boy when it came to his feelings. He wanted what everyone did when they liked someone; he wanted them near, wanted to lavish affection on them and make them feel special, wanted to hold their hand and kiss their bruised knuckles. He was in so deep there was no going back; he wouldn't even know how to begin.
When they reached the party, his head was buzzing and adrenaline flooded his veins. He wanted to kiss Ronan as soon as they were both out of their cars, but he held himself back, showed a little restraint. That didn't stop him from draping an arm around Ronan's shoulders though, leaning in close until they were breathing the same air.]
Baby, I'll show you the best time.
[The stop earlier had only been the pre-game show. There was so much he wanted to share with Ronan, dazzle him with. Romancing someone wasn't usually Kavinsky's style, but he wanted to make Ronan feel wanted--because he was. He wanted him to feel special and cared about and assured that Kavinsky wasn't just going to kick him out after they had sex. He wouldn't--couldn't--do that to Ronan.]
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Kavinsky might have seemed complicated on the surface, but really he was a simple boy when it came to his feelings. He wanted what everyone did when they liked someone; he wanted them near, wanted to lavish affection on them and make them feel special, wanted to hold their hand and kiss their bruised knuckles. He was in so deep there was no going back; he wouldn't even know how to begin.
When they reached the party, his head was buzzing and adrenaline flooded his veins. He wanted to kiss Ronan as soon as they were both out of their cars, but he held himself back, showed a little restraint. That didn't stop him from draping an arm around Ronan's shoulders though, leaning in close until they were breathing the same air.]
Baby, I'll show you the best time.
[The stop earlier had only been the pre-game show. There was so much he wanted to share with Ronan, dazzle him with. Romancing someone wasn't usually Kavinsky's style, but he wanted to make Ronan feel wanted--because he was. He wanted him to feel special and cared about and assured that Kavinsky wasn't just going to kick him out after they had sex. He wouldn't--couldn't--do that to Ronan.]