a hand lashes out, knuckles along his collar as keith lifts his head -- and his brows have snapped together, his mouth turned knife-sharp. hell if he knows what he's doing, hell if the idea's got anything behind it but pounding adrenaline, an unfamiliar taste, and spark after glancing, remembered spark at every point they've touched -- ]
Just hold still.
[ as he braces onto a knee, hauls him down into a kiss. ]
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a hand lashes out, knuckles along his collar as keith lifts his head -- and his brows have snapped together, his mouth turned knife-sharp. hell if he knows what he's doing, hell if the idea's got anything behind it but pounding adrenaline, an unfamiliar taste, and spark after glancing, remembered spark at every point they've touched -- ]
Just hold still.
[ as he braces onto a knee, hauls him down into a kiss. ]