[Senses going off a little, and just knowing his husband as well as he does, he slows down, gentles his touch. Rests his head in the flowers next to Peter's head and closes his eyes to just... soak up this feeling. They should be able to take time to do this whenever, to take all the time they want. A slow night or a quiet morning, taking their time to wind each other up and wind each other down.]
Right, and you- You know me. [God, he can't keep his breath.] Always fair.
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Right, and you- You know me. [God, he can't keep his breath.] Always fair.