Lee closed his eyes when Kavinsky touched him, the feeling of his fingertips so light and gentle on such a sensitive part of Lee's body sending a shiver through him. He bit his lip as he opened his eyes again, and he realized he was the epitome of pathetic, sitting here like this, completely dressed at the feet of a beautiful, naked young man. Like so many other times in his life he wondered how he'd gotten here, how different choices had put him in this situation.
He licked his lips, and he tasted Kavinsky on his tongue, but it wasn't enough. He turned his eyes upward, waiting until Kavinsky looked down at him, until their gazes locked.
"Would you kiss me?" he asked, and he knew it was a request that could very well send Kavinsky on his way, or turn him off so utterly that they could never look each other in the eye again, if their paths ever crossed in the future. But it was really what he needed, what he'd been needing since before they left the bar. It was a vulnerable thing, to ask for something like this, but he didn't think he could get more exposed than he already was in that moment.
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Date: 2016-02-07 09:43 pm (UTC)From:He licked his lips, and he tasted Kavinsky on his tongue, but it wasn't enough. He turned his eyes upward, waiting until Kavinsky looked down at him, until their gazes locked.
"Would you kiss me?" he asked, and he knew it was a request that could very well send Kavinsky on his way, or turn him off so utterly that they could never look each other in the eye again, if their paths ever crossed in the future. But it was really what he needed, what he'd been needing since before they left the bar. It was a vulnerable thing, to ask for something like this, but he didn't think he could get more exposed than he already was in that moment.