Kieran blinked, and then the fact that he’s lusted over the boy for weeks kicked sharply into play, and he gathered Robin up in his arms and kissed him the way he wanted to. Robin’s fingers were in his hair, brushing through the yard long silk, wrapping them both up in it, tying them together. Kieran relished the feel of Robin’s body against his own, light but strong, the boy’s chest firm with his heart beating like a bird in a cage. He tasted of chocolate and citrus: rich, complex, and interest