[ Bright, brilliant love the whole way - nothing really changed here, other than the electrical crackle making Miles all tingly with other feelings. He'll have to grow that other part of himself to match in intensity. (As much as he is desperately wanting Gregor right now, he is still rather used to being heterosexual. It will take him time to find out what else he likes.) He laughs again as Gregor leans in to whisper. ]
Why not? It's clean, isn't it?
[ Completely joking here; he absolutely demands they find at least somewhere soft to do this on so as not leave him a mess of bone aches afterwards. (He has a sudden - fleeting - temptation to forgo the bone aches entirely. But this is new enough territory without him adding complications to the scale involved.) A bed would be best, but he's impatient now, hardly wanting to get up much less go all the way upstairs ...
His gaze alights on the couch in the living room. The damn awkward couch that he'd felt so guilty about after their mind dive. He has an even stronger temptation to conquer it now by having something literally post-coital atop it instead of metaphorically. Couch, yes. He doesn't try to put the request into words - just gently directs Gregor's attention there.
He lingers for a moment over that smoky amber trickle. Takes it in as greedily as Gregor gives it. ]
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Why not? It's clean, isn't it?
[ Completely joking here; he absolutely demands they find at least somewhere soft to do this on so as not leave him a mess of bone aches afterwards. (He has a sudden - fleeting - temptation to forgo the bone aches entirely. But this is new enough territory without him adding complications to the scale involved.) A bed would be best, but he's impatient now, hardly wanting to get up much less go all the way upstairs ...
His gaze alights on the couch in the living room. The damn awkward couch that he'd felt so guilty about after their mind dive. He has an even stronger temptation to conquer it now by having something literally post-coital atop it instead of metaphorically. Couch, yes. He doesn't try to put the request into words - just gently directs Gregor's attention there.
He lingers for a moment over that smoky amber trickle. Takes it in as greedily as Gregor gives it. ]