[That knocks another laugh out of Peter. A hard enough one he winces, burying his face against Leo's shoulder with a pained exhale.

He pushes through it, just trying to not ruin the moment. Thinking about his husband at least makes him happy. Enough to wax a little poetically on him.] Still pretty sure you're the one with admirers, they can't keep their eyes off of you.

Handsome face, beautiful dark eyes, strong hands, perfect voice- [He leans into Leo a little more.]