post for psls;

[threesecrets]

 

✞ m/m only
✞ no invitation needed

✞ feel free to just drop an idea
✞ if you wanna do adam & ronan chat me up first
✞ safeaslife#0150 or PM, at your leisure

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[burnyoudown]

[Neither was Kavinsky, though taking his time right now had far less to do with patience and more to do with making sure Ronan was ready. And maybe teasing him a little. Kavinsky had dreamed about this, not just with Ronan but earlier than that, during the first time he'd been alive. All the times he'd taunted Ronan, every snide comment he'd ever made, had been partly out of jealousy. For so long he'd wanted Ronan for himself, for them to walk side by side as kings, to have Ronan under his hands like this. They could have done anything, been anything, but he had a second chance now.

He scissored his fingers, kissing along Ronan's thigh for the simple sake of getting his mouth on him. He was half tempted to suck him off, to make him cum like that. But he also wanted to make him wait for it. If things went well he'd have plenty of chances to get on his knees for Ronan, something he didn't do for just anyone. He usually prefered other people on their knees for him. He'd make an exception for Ronan. He'd make a lot of exceptions.]

You've gotta relax.

[He knew. He knew; easier said than done. Especially with how worked up Ronan was, which Kavinsky was never not going to feel smug about. It was all because of him and how much Ronan wanted him. He twisted his fingers, pushing them in deeper, scissored them again. Slow and steady. But his impatience was growing and there was only so much longer he could keep doing this before he just gave up on fingering Ronan.]

Should I make you beg for it?

[As if Ronan hadn't been already, both verbally and nonverbally, begging him with his body, with the way he trembled. Kavinsky was well aware of how much Ronan wanted this, but that didn't mean he wasn't going to be a shit about it if given even a sliver of a chance.]