[In that silence Kurt's heartbeat picks up, a slightly faster tempo in reaction to the thrill/threat of being regarded so closely. Though watchful, he doesn't outwardly react to the blatant fascination until Sascha's fingers brush his ears. Kurt draws in a quick, silent breath and shakes his head, trying to dislodge the man's hands.
Normally he'd tilt his head to further remove temptation, but Sascha's muttered words leave him loathe to expose his neck. Kurt's back straightens, his hands tightening gradually on the other man's arms. The pieces are starting to fall together, and he doesn't like the picture.] What did you do?
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Normally he'd tilt his head to further remove temptation, but Sascha's muttered words leave him loathe to expose his neck. Kurt's back straightens, his hands tightening gradually on the other man's arms. The pieces are starting to fall together, and he doesn't like the picture.] What did you do?