[It's impossible to miss the way Kurt stiffens as soon as Corrigan starts speaking. Of course, he'd tensed up as soon as the man invaded his space, as those big hands pulled him closer and his breath grazed his lips, but that's to be expected. His words, however, are not. They're Kurt's exact fears spoken back to him, ones even he can't articulate, purred by that silky baritone like Corrigan had known all along. Kurt's eyes widen, breath escaping him in a wheeze.
How... could he possibly know that? Is Kurt really that easy to read? Or is this man just that good, just that experienced, that he can suss out someone's deepest fears within minutes of meeting them?
Without thinking, Kurt's hands find purchase against Corrigan's chest, fingers curling weakly into his expensive suit jacket. This frightening, gorgeous, forbidden man is right there, barely a breath away, close enough that he could seal his lips to Kurt's without even having to move. Devastating shivers rock his body, so small against Corrigan's.] S-Sir, I dunno, I... [He swallows around the lump in his throat. It feels like Corrigan will know that he's lying before even Kurt knows. So why even bother trying to?] ...I-I'm scared that I l-like it, sir. I like it, a-and I'm terrified. What's wrong with m-me?
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How... could he possibly know that? Is Kurt really that easy to read? Or is this man just that good, just that experienced, that he can suss out someone's deepest fears within minutes of meeting them?
Without thinking, Kurt's hands find purchase against Corrigan's chest, fingers curling weakly into his expensive suit jacket. This frightening, gorgeous, forbidden man is right there, barely a breath away, close enough that he could seal his lips to Kurt's without even having to move. Devastating shivers rock his body, so small against Corrigan's.] S-Sir, I dunno, I... [He swallows around the lump in his throat. It feels like Corrigan will know that he's lying before even Kurt knows. So why even bother trying to?] ...I-I'm scared that I l-like it, sir. I like it, a-and I'm terrified. What's wrong with m-me?