[It was a truth that Kavinsky didn't say outloud to anyone except Prokopenko, really, but the truth was that he wanted to keep Ronan safe and happy. He didn't want Ronan doing anything too stupid, either. There were some nights where he had found ways to keep an overly incapacitated Ronan from driving home, even if he might not have outright told him he was too drunk to drive. And sure, it was subject to Kavinsky's own messy definition of what constituted too stupid, but he did think about his safety as well as the kinky sex.
He would have been almost insulted to know that someone thought he was a positive influence, but it also wasn't entirely untrue, either.
Honestly, if things went well, there was nothing saying that this was a one-time offer. He knew how Ronan was, even if he was miserable about talking about his feelings, he all but overflowed with them. He wasn't going to stop yearning for Adam just because of one night together. It was part of why he'd wanted to feel Adam out for himself- because Ronan was notoriously careless with himself.
He'd wanted to make sure Adam was someone he could trust Ronan with -- Ronan who had a much softer heart than anyone else seemed to see.
His eyelashes fluttered over his dark eyes at the way that Adam groaned into the kiss, the boys grinding their hips into each other, and fuck but it was hot. He did catch the way that Adam's hand lingered at the top of Ronan's pants, the way that the other dreamer whimpered and arched into the almost-touch like a wordless please--]
If you want to get his pants off, I can make it easier.
[Kavinsky murmured just loud enough for Adam to hear, because he was being helpful- or something like that.]
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He would have been almost insulted to know that someone thought he was a positive influence, but it also wasn't entirely untrue, either.
Honestly, if things went well, there was nothing saying that this was a one-time offer. He knew how Ronan was, even if he was miserable about talking about his feelings, he all but overflowed with them. He wasn't going to stop yearning for Adam just because of one night together. It was part of why he'd wanted to feel Adam out for himself- because Ronan was notoriously careless with himself.
He'd wanted to make sure Adam was someone he could trust Ronan with -- Ronan who had a much softer heart than anyone else seemed to see.
His eyelashes fluttered over his dark eyes at the way that Adam groaned into the kiss, the boys grinding their hips into each other, and fuck but it was hot. He did catch the way that Adam's hand lingered at the top of Ronan's pants, the way that the other dreamer whimpered and arched into the almost-touch like a wordless please--]
If you want to get his pants off, I can make it easier.
[Kavinsky murmured just loud enough for Adam to hear, because he was being helpful- or something like that.]