[He stroked his thumbs against Gansey's hips, smirking a little but also leaning into Gansey's touch.]
Neither are you. I thought you were a boring asshole. All full of yourself.
[And boring, had he mentioned boring? Gansey still wasn't like, a wild party boy, but he had his moments. Kavinsky was secretly fond of the way Gansey got excited about things, like Cabeswater. They might not have shared the same passions, but hearing him ramble about things was- oddly endearing. He wondered if that was the way the rest of Gansey's friends felt about it. If that was why they put up with him sometimes.
He preened a little when he was told he was attractive, and really, one could argue about not stroking his ego, but sometimes it needed a little stroke. He could be so hard on himself.]
And you've got a great mouth. And beautiful eyes.
[And nice hair that was just begging for fingers to run through it. And a neck that equally begged to be touched and kissed. He couldn't help but wonder if the rest of Gansey was as nice as the parts he could see.]
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Neither are you. I thought you were a boring asshole. All full of yourself.
[And boring, had he mentioned boring? Gansey still wasn't like, a wild party boy, but he had his moments. Kavinsky was secretly fond of the way Gansey got excited about things, like Cabeswater. They might not have shared the same passions, but hearing him ramble about things was- oddly endearing. He wondered if that was the way the rest of Gansey's friends felt about it. If that was why they put up with him sometimes.
He preened a little when he was told he was attractive, and really, one could argue about not stroking his ego, but sometimes it needed a little stroke. He could be so hard on himself.]
And you've got a great mouth. And beautiful eyes.
[And nice hair that was just begging for fingers to run through it. And a neck that equally begged to be touched and kissed. He couldn't help but wonder if the rest of Gansey was as nice as the parts he could see.]