"To be absolutely clear, Will," he says, voice sticking in his throat a little, fingers curling against the side of Laurence's neck, thumb stroking against his jaw. "Do you mean to say that you want..."

He lost his words entirely and closed his eyes, swallowing hard as he drew in a breath. "That you want this?"

And he doesn't lean in anymore, doesn't kiss, but, oh, he wants to.