Bruising kisses. Unrelenting passion. Throwing caution to the winds and forgetting themselves and everything else. He'd asked for that with his kiss, hadn't he? He'd wanted them to lay themselves completely bare.
Kit didn't think he'd misunderstood, not with how willingly his companion had followed him to his room, their fingers tied together until they'd reached the side of the bed. What other outcome could there have possibly been than this following the way Vincent had made his feelings known?
Feelings that Kit didn't quite know how to respond to and so, as with everything else that was too complicated to deal with at present, those too had been shut outside the room. What he knew, what was simple enough to wrap his head around, was this.
The way Vincent reached for him, fingers digging into his hair. The way he peeled off his own gloves and cast them aside somewhere on the floor — out of sight and out of mind. Not disappointment in eyes he could no longer see. Not thoughts he couldn't read. Just the way Vincent tasted as Kit took him into his mouth.]
</3 also cw for sexual content i guess
Bruising kisses. Unrelenting passion. Throwing caution to the winds and forgetting themselves and everything else. He'd asked for that with his kiss, hadn't he? He'd wanted them to lay themselves completely bare.
Kit didn't think he'd misunderstood, not with how willingly his companion had followed him to his room, their fingers tied together until they'd reached the side of the bed. What other outcome could there have possibly been than this following the way Vincent had made his feelings known?
Feelings that Kit didn't quite know how to respond to and so, as with everything else that was too complicated to deal with at present, those too had been shut outside the room. What he knew, what was simple enough to wrap his head around, was this.
The way Vincent reached for him, fingers digging into his hair. The way he peeled off his own gloves and cast them aside somewhere on the floor — out of sight and out of mind. Not disappointment in eyes he could no longer see. Not thoughts he couldn't read. Just the way Vincent tasted as Kit took him into his mouth.]