[Kavinsky laughed, warm and delighted. He wasn't really the kind of person to just kiss someone once. Usually, there was a lot more involved after the floodgates had been opened. But if you'd told him a few months ago that he'd be standing here, this close to Gansey, about to kiss him again, he never would have believed it. Gansey had been- not his worst enemy, but he'd viewed him as competition, for sure.]
Yeah, Sherlock, I'm saying I want to kiss you again.
[And so he did, leaning in and pressing their mouths together. It was almost sweet- sweeter than he would have kissed if they'd been at a party or around other people. It was easier to feel like he didn't have to posture as much when he was alone with someone.]
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Yeah, Sherlock, I'm saying I want to kiss you again.
[And so he did, leaning in and pressing their mouths together. It was almost sweet- sweeter than he would have kissed if they'd been at a party or around other people. It was easier to feel like he didn't have to posture as much when he was alone with someone.]