The giving into it is one of the best parts, for both of them. Quentin acts like he's not going to give Peter exactly what he wants, but they both know he will. He does this sweet little dance, this thoughtful thing for a moment, where he smiles and considers the situation. And then, he puts a finger under Peter's chin and tilts his head back.
Just as he leans in to kiss Peter, the elevator stops and the door slides open. It isn't his floor. It's someone getting on. That doesn't stop Quentin from kissing Peter, but it does make him keep it mostly chaste and gentle, something that conceals Peter. People don't need to know who they are, what they do.
When he does pull away from the kiss, he doesn't move away from Peter. His gaze cuts over to the number display, watching them climb, and then to their unexpected guest.
Some little Beta woman. She glances at them, and then quickly away.
The next floor, she got off. And two floors later, Quentin hauls Peter off the elevator with him.
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Just as he leans in to kiss Peter, the elevator stops and the door slides open. It isn't his floor. It's someone getting on. That doesn't stop Quentin from kissing Peter, but it does make him keep it mostly chaste and gentle, something that conceals Peter. People don't need to know who they are, what they do.
When he does pull away from the kiss, he doesn't move away from Peter. His gaze cuts over to the number display, watching them climb, and then to their unexpected guest.
Some little Beta woman. She glances at them, and then quickly away.
The next floor, she got off. And two floors later, Quentin hauls Peter off the elevator with him.