Just as quickly as he'd been drawn into the kiss, Hugo was thrown from it. He pulled away from Scorpius as though he'd been hexed. His cheeks were pink and his breathing heavy and it physically hurt not to touch Scorpius.
Letting out a long, slow breath, Hugo looked away from Scorpius. For a moment there he had a moment of hope. And in that moment he had been so happy.
"What are you playing at then? This isn't some fucking game to find out if you're into blokes. Don't use me like that."