He laughed, a breath of one. And then, Poison was turning. Then his mouth was so close to his, and Kavinsky sighed around the laugh, let it go quiet into a little moan as Poison hitched him close.

He wound his arms around Poison's shoulders and he dropped a series of kisses on his face, and then on his mouth. "I'd hate to see it all go, though. Better take care of it or I'll have nothing to hold onto."