All of this is crazy and leaving Kyle feel as if the way that everything has been spinning for days is finally coming to a stop. Focusing on Alex, all of the pain and panic and confusion not mattering when things feel so amazing. Fantasies he had denied himself for years, and now they're real. Real and so much better.

Just kissing Alex is better than he'd dreamt of, but it's like memories and home and he can't stop kissing him. Moaning as he deepens the kiss, all teeth and tongue and a desperation he can't hide.

One that shows in the bucking of his hips, the way his body trembles. Knowing he's close, and not wanting to be. Somewhere deep down he knows that when this ends, it's likely over, and he wants anything but that.