"I dunno." He rolls them both over in a smooth, easy motion, legs still tangled and his face finding the crook of Neil's neck--and he realizes as he does so that he's looking for comfort, directly, not hidden behind a desire for sex or for anything else. One hand slides up over Neil's belly and chest, feeling for the thud of his heartbeat.
"Maybe I just have a better fucking idea of what I'm getting into now."
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"Maybe I just have a better fucking idea of what I'm getting into now."