Skov (
obedientdog) wrote2021-05-01 09:28 pm
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But that combined with the way Jiang nipped at his neck had his adrenaline refocusing from thoughts of racing to dirty desires. Grinning brightly, he said-]
Flattery will get you everywhere.
[Skov might have been a prince, but so were any of Kavinsky's boys, Jiang included. Jiang would have been a prince anyway, though maybe Skov was biased. He was sweet and gorgeous and driven and- basically everything Skov wanted in a guy.
When Jiang maneuvered into his lap, Skov slid his arms around him, pushing his hands up under the back of his shirt. He should have eased his seat back a bit in case Jiang was crowded, but after his hands were on his skin, well... that was all Skov could think about.]
Fuck yeah, this is okay. I want you, too.
[He nuzzled against Jiang's cheek before kissing him, starting off sweet and slow.]
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So fooling around in Skov's car was even hotter than just making out at K's party. Or instead of studying, or any of the other situations they put hands on each other.
Jiang gasped, heated and breathless as Skov slid his arms around him, and then trailed his hands up under his shirt. He shivered at the way that it felt, the other boy's hands warm on his skin- it always felt almost electric when Skov was touching him. And then they were kissing and he murmured against his mouth. He kissed him back, sweet and slow, but building with heat and desire. Jiang was needy in a way that he didn't know how to say for once.
Just that it was Skov.
That he needed him on his skin because he was already in his heart.]
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Stroking the fingers of one hand along Jiang's spine, Skov slid his other down to squeeze his ass. He had a lovely, perfect ass, though Skov might have been biased. He probably was. But everything about Jiang was still perfect and Skov would fight anyone who said otherwise.]
What've you got in mind?
[He murmured it before kissing Jiang again. Skov didn't know if he had anything in mind, but it was probably best to ask first anyway. If one of them was the brains of the operation it sure wasn't Skov, after all.]