[Kavinsky wouldn't have let any of his boys know even a little of what was going on if he didn't trust them to keep their mouths shut about it. They were good at keeping things quiet, even Jiang and Skov, who could talk about shit forever. When it came down to it, he knew he could rely on them.
He watched Gansey with a lazy grin, a little shiver running down his spine as the other boy touched him, kissed him. He made a soft noise, barely audible, and tried to chase Gansey's mouth when he pulled away. If there'd been other people watching, he would've never let himself look so desperate, but it was just his boys right now and they knew him better than anyone else.
For a brief moment, he thought of teasing him, asking if he was shy. K's boys had seen a lot worse than him fucking someone, but- maybe he didn't want them to see or know. Maybe he wanted some things to be private. Not a secret, just- not for prying eyes.
But there was more to it than that, he was sure. Gansey was more on the proper side, and as frustrating as that was sometimes, it was also endearing.]
Drive me home and we can do whatever you want.
[Or even just somewhere dark and secluded. He wouldn't be opposed to fucking around anywhere.]
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He watched Gansey with a lazy grin, a little shiver running down his spine as the other boy touched him, kissed him. He made a soft noise, barely audible, and tried to chase Gansey's mouth when he pulled away. If there'd been other people watching, he would've never let himself look so desperate, but it was just his boys right now and they knew him better than anyone else.
For a brief moment, he thought of teasing him, asking if he was shy. K's boys had seen a lot worse than him fucking someone, but- maybe he didn't want them to see or know. Maybe he wanted some things to be private. Not a secret, just- not for prying eyes.
But there was more to it than that, he was sure. Gansey was more on the proper side, and as frustrating as that was sometimes, it was also endearing.]
Drive me home and we can do whatever you want.
[Or even just somewhere dark and secluded. He wouldn't be opposed to fucking around anywhere.]
How long are you going to be gone?