Kvetching about Miles was practically the family past time.
"No one else ever makes you go that particular kind of bland," says Gregor mildly, recovering his breathing. They are left sitting side by side on the same couch, which... is not a typical arrangement for them. A little too familiar; they tend to be across from one another. Funny how such a subtle shift makes Gregor extremely aware of his personal space, or lack thereof. He's had his lips on his neck. Hell, he's put his lips on his neck; it's gone both ways.
This is all so surreal. He takes a silent breath in through his nose.
"You said you should stay here for a while? I presume you intend to do work."
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"No one else ever makes you go that particular kind of bland," says Gregor mildly, recovering his breathing. They are left sitting side by side on the same couch, which... is not a typical arrangement for them. A little too familiar; they tend to be across from one another. Funny how such a subtle shift makes Gregor extremely aware of his personal space, or lack thereof. He's had his lips on his neck. Hell, he's put his lips on his neck; it's gone both ways.
This is all so surreal. He takes a silent breath in through his nose.
"You said you should stay here for a while? I presume you intend to do work."