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[burnyoudown]

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[silkensupra]

You gonna prove that claim, Sweetheart?

[But Jiang seems more amused than anything else as he brandishes the ruler that he'd found somewhere in Kavinsky's house. Maybe it said something about just how often he was over than he'd actually been able to find such a thing. It was just the two of them, for the moment- the party was still going strong around them, but they were in K's bedroom, Skov and Swan and Proko having wandered off to find other distractions.

Jiang was pleasantly drunk and pleasantly high, and somehow the subject of dicks had come up, namely the subject of who had the biggest dicks at Aglionby. Which had started off as a subject for gentle ribbing and idle speculation (and not so speculative, when it came to Swan, as Skov was rather forthright on the subject -- at least with his friends). Jiang was flopped on his bed, his shirt pushed up to reveal more skin than he normally showed off voluntarily, but when he was with K he wasn't as self-conscious as he usually was. There were stolen kisses, eagerly given kisses, and it had been nice.

But Kavinsky had quoted a number for his own dick, and Jiang had arched an eyebrow and called bullshit, with a look that was disbelief mired with interest. And quickly that accusation turned into Kavinsky with a grin as he offered to prove it. And now here Jiang was with a ruler and his heart racing with the idea of measuring Kavinsky's dick. He probably would have lost his nerve if not for the other night, if not for the fact that Kavinsky had kissed him, acted like he wanted to keep kissing him that night and every other night, enough that it felt like something real. Like Jiang was special, not just another boy with a crush on the most gorgeous boy at school.

But--

He also hadn't had his hand down Kavinsky's pants yet. They hadn't gotten further than kisses and some groping through clothes. In part due to accidental interruptions, but also... Kavinsky was sweet with him. Sweeter than Jiang would have expected. And he liked it, most of the time. But Jiang also wanted him and he didn't know how to tell him that he wouldn't break if he pushed a little without making Kavinsky feel bad about it.

Maybe it was why he'd pushed tonight. To give Kavinsky an excuse, to find a way to make it clear that he wanted it all in a way that wasn't as garish as I want you to fuck me. But then, maybe Jiang just needed to learn to be a little bit more garish with the things he wanted.]

[burnyoudown]

[Jiang was sweet. Kavinsky would punch the first (and second, and third) person who said otherwise. He could kiss Jiang all day, just cuddled up in his arms--it didn't have to be about sex. But K's mind was very definitely on the subject of sex right now. How could he have not been thinking it when he was a few minutes away from letting Jiang measure his dick? That was, if he could tear his gaze away from the bared expanse of skin the other boy was showing off at the moment.

Licking his lips, Kavinsky finally blinked, then blinked again, pupils blown wide as he met Jiang's eyes and smiled. He climbed onto the bed with him, straddling his thighs, and braced himself on his hands so he could lean down and kiss him, soft and sweet. He was hard in his jeans, which would doubtlessly help with his claim--if he could now stop kissing Jiang long enough to get his pants open. There were so many distractions at hand and they all started with J.]

I think you'll be pleasantly surprised.

[It was murmured between kisses as he dropped lower, leaning on an elbow so he could comb his fingers through Jiang's dark hair for the sake of touching him. Sometimes, Kavinsky wished he had more hands so he could occupy all of them with the beautiful boy on his bed.]