[He was scared, wasn't he? But not for the reasons he knew Vincent had in mind. In their current states it was easy to want, but it wasn't wise. If they acted now on impulse, if they gave in to their desires, there would be nothing but violent regret later on. Kit didn't want that for himself, and he didn't want that for Vincent. Whatever problems they had with each other, that seemed like an awfully cruel way to repay him for having his back before.
And besides, once all of the intoxicants were out of their system, it was very likely that neither of them would want this. Whatever attraction they felt for one another, this was just a perverted form. It wasn't real.
His correction was quiet as he slipped his hand back out from under Vincent's shirt, his flesh already missing the warmth of the other boy's as it planted again on the cool floor beneath them.]
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And besides, once all of the intoxicants were out of their system, it was very likely that neither of them would want this. Whatever attraction they felt for one another, this was just a perverted form. It wasn't real.
His correction was quiet as he slipped his hand back out from under Vincent's shirt, his flesh already missing the warmth of the other boy's as it planted again on the cool floor beneath them.]
Not scared. Just smart.