Ric really, really wanted to lean in. Sexual tension wasn't even really the right word. The hand on his face, the closeness and the darkness, the emotional upheaval and the fact that Elijah had made the effort to break out of the reserve and even that Elijah had reached out and initiated contact, this time.

Ric licked his lips, opened his mouth to say something and then made a frustrated sound instead. He was getting a lot more familiar with touching Elijah, and had even brushed those couple of kisses across his lips, but he didn't want to kiss Elijah. He wanted to kiss Elijah.

"We really need to go home." One way or the other. Maybe common sense would come back as they drove. "Feel free to break speed limits." That was a bit of a tease, combined with a smile.