[It isn't a one-sided street. Despite being the king and judge of his own kingdom, Kavinsky has found himself wanting to do something for Sam. His affection comes in waves--this time a gift he made in his sleep, the next time invaded space and vicious compliments. Sam's status is continually checked during missions he helps supervise while Kavinsky waits for the outcome after placing his bombs. They don't normally end up together like this when Sam is prime offense and Kavinsky is dynamite--you know, literally--support.
But Kavinsky wants to see Sam flushed and breathing at the end of things.
He often forgets the boy he told it's "just us" in a dream in Virginia. He'll never forget each place Sam heals him. He becomes frustrated when his broodmates borrow the memories.]
Fucker--!
[Half-declaration, half-groan. Sam's thigh rubs at his dick and tells a story of power squats and ten mile runs. Kavinsky's grown, but he's his mother's son; slim and heavy-eyed. He can't be sure Sam will even feel it when instinct clamps his legs around the one making nice with his cock.]
I'm serious. Keep it up and I'm gonna...
[As far as threats go, it doesn't have much steam to it. K wraps his hands around Sam's wrists with all the force of a one-winged butterfly. This is a test he will inevitably fail.]
I'm high, man. I'm so high.
[He means that this isn't funny. He means Sam is going to make him hard.]
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But Kavinsky wants to see Sam flushed and breathing at the end of things.
He often forgets the boy he told it's "just us" in a dream in Virginia. He'll never forget each place Sam heals him. He becomes frustrated when his broodmates borrow the memories.]
Fucker--!
[Half-declaration, half-groan. Sam's thigh rubs at his dick and tells a story of power squats and ten mile runs. Kavinsky's grown, but he's his mother's son; slim and heavy-eyed. He can't be sure Sam will even feel it when instinct clamps his legs around the one making nice with his cock.]
I'm serious. Keep it up and I'm gonna...
[As far as threats go, it doesn't have much steam to it. K wraps his hands around Sam's wrists with all the force of a one-winged butterfly. This is a test he will inevitably fail.]
I'm high, man. I'm so high.
[He means that this isn't funny. He means Sam is going to make him hard.]