[He especially likes the sound of "no holding back". He promised to himself he would stop doing that. And so he waits, but isn't just standing there while Zhao makes a move on him. Kaidan's hand moves to gently grip onto Zhao's wrist and pull his hand a little more firmly on his hip. He meets Zhao's eyes steadily, wetting his lips a little.
He doesn't know if closing those last few inches is him winning or losing this game they're playing with each other, but screw it. A part of not holding back is kissing Zhao like he's wanted to for... a month? Maybe even longer than that. And it's not a chaste kiss, either. Kaidan is already putting heat into it, making damn sure Zhao knows he means it]
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[He especially likes the sound of "no holding back". He promised to himself he would stop doing that. And so he waits, but isn't just standing there while Zhao makes a move on him. Kaidan's hand moves to gently grip onto Zhao's wrist and pull his hand a little more firmly on his hip. He meets Zhao's eyes steadily, wetting his lips a little.
He doesn't know if closing those last few inches is him winning or losing this game they're playing with each other, but screw it. A part of not holding back is kissing Zhao like he's wanted to for... a month? Maybe even longer than that. And it's not a chaste kiss, either. Kaidan is already putting heat into it, making damn sure Zhao knows he means it]