Well, you said we have all night. [Peter muses as he peers back up at his husband, smiling up at him. He likes Leo's weight over the top of him like this. Its comforting in a way he can't quite articulate.
He's still a little breathless, so his words are a little huskier than usual. He shifts his hand so he can squeeze Leo's hand in his own.]
Four-? Five?
I mean. [The smile is a little devious now.] Didn't you want me to stick to you-?
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He's still a little breathless, so his words are a little huskier than usual. He shifts his hand so he can squeeze Leo's hand in his own.]
Four-? Five?
I mean. [The smile is a little devious now.] Didn't you want me to stick to you-?