[Honestly, Peter has no idea how people plan to actually have sex, he thought over dinner was a good enough way to get to that point. He's glad Leo seems interested enough.]
Yeah, I'm sure. I really do like you, and I'd like to do more.
Sorry if it is- weird, I mean? I really don't know what I'm doing. [Peter can't even slightly pretend he's confident about this.]
[He watches Peter for now, just holding his taco lower to his plate. He wants to give Peter his attention, make sure he knows Leo isn't just... brushing him off or not taking it seriously. He saw how that worked out in other parts of his life before this; this is just as important.]
Hey, me neither. So we'll come u with our own way of doing this.
[The reassurance does a fair job of loosening Peter back up. The nervous uncertainty easing as he smiles back at Leo. The turtle can likely see the way Peter's posture loosens again, shoulders relaxing along with that smile.]
Yeah, we're gonna find our own way of handling things. Cause this is- a new part we're figuring out.
Right, we're very- different. So we can just enjoy it. [Its a safe way to brush on the whole mutant turtle and weird mutante human thing. He picks back up on eating his taco. He is very hungry, and dinner before hand still feels like a good idea.]
I also kind of- went ahead and bought stuff we probably needed. [Surprise, Leo, he's a schemer.]
[He huffs a little at that.] Well, I wanted- to seduce you, so-
[The word seduce just feels too serious, but he's already committed. He is just going to stuff more food in his mouth stop himself from stumbling over his thoughts.]
[Alternatively, Leo looks delighted, food forgotten.]
Omigosh You wanted to seduce me? Wait wait wait - [Before Peter thinks he's making fun of him-] I can absolutely play into that if you want, I can play the blushing partner. Or the cool quiet hero. Whichever.
I- oh, um- [Now he's bright red. Why is he into this? Who knows. Mostly, he nearly drops his plate in the process.]
Can we switch between that-? I mean, I'd like to uh ride you and hold you- I mean- [He cannot take that back either, and is just openly unsure if he's making this weird.]
[For all the confidence Leo puts on, his face goes a remarkably dark shade himself hearing that. He thought maybe Peter would go along with the joking and take the edge off the situation a little but that's something else entirely and-
Yeah, yeah- [He just back-pedals, absolutely feeling ridiculous. The look on Leo's face and the different shade he goes makes Peter verbally shift gears.]
He sets the last of his food back onto his plate and reaches for Peter's hand.]
Hey. It's- look. It's just new, and. I'm not really sure what to do with... sssssome of this, uh. Not you, I mean. I can figure that out, just. Turtle stuff, y'know? I'll have to show you some of it and I dunno how you'll go with it or react to it.
[Peter gently sets his own plate aside, just holding onto Leo's hand.]
Okay. [He nods a little, trying to gather his thoughts. He's more measured when he speaks. The backpedaling having dropped in favor of something more to the point.] It's just a lot of- figuring out how we fit together, I think. I haven't seen everything yet, so, I can guess I'm going to be surprised.
[Being over eager is Lame and Cringy, and he doesn't want to like be weird.] I've just been thinking about it, probably too much, and I realized I was probably too- forward?
[Peter wants to be as bold, he's just trying to figure out what a limit is. He shifts just a little on the couch to move closer.] It's still a lot since I kind of just asked you if you wanted to have sex.
[He takes a second to pull his words together.] I'd really like to ride you, like- by pinning you in place? There is a phrase for it, but I can't really remember it.
[Okay... Talking this out, works too. He rubs his thumb along Peter's knuckles, not thinking for even the third or fifth time how small Peter's hands are compared to his.]
I'm up for trying whatever you want if it's comfortable. [Leo's smart enough to know - in all the years, trying to figure out more about themselves, he knows human parts and how they work. He just. isn't human. So he's definitely more concerned with Peter's comfort than anything.]
You just tell me what you want, we'll make it work.
[Peter nods a little. He moves close enough to lean into his boyfriend.
Not quite thinking about the 'if it's comfortable' part too deeply, given he's sure they will fit together. He was able to make Leo feel good before after the wedding reception.] Yeah, I think it'll be really fun. We have time to figure it out, things aren't- actively on fire for the moment.
[It's easy to say. He tugs Peter in a little closer, tucking his head under Leo's chin for a moment with a happy little hum. They'd both looked damn good at the wedding, and they had to do something after. And he'd gone back to his apartment after to finish up on his own so he didn't feel like he was pressuring him or ....he doesn't know. He just wants Peter to be happy and he wants to be the one to make him happy.
Leo wraps his free arm around Peter, thumbing circles into his side.]
We'll have fun, good time. Make each other feel good.
[Peter is relaxed against Leo, yielding readily for the one armed embrace. He's comfortable with Leo, trusts him implicitly. There is still a lot to piece together about what they are doing with each other and - well, with the ADI in general, but it is just one step at a time.
The brunette exhales softly, just tucking his cheek against Leo's chest plates, the fabric of the tank top don't soften them that much.] I'm happy I get to do this with you.
[He shifts just enough to press a kiss against Leo's neck, something brief and gentle. His breath is likely warm against Leo's skin.]
I don't think I'd want to be anywhere else, but with you. [He tucks himself under Leo's chin.] After all of this is over, after we save this place, we can actually go- home.
[He's still trying to adjust to the idea of a different New York as home.]
[He laughs a little at that, the feeling of that laugh likely radiating through Leo due to their close proximity.]
I know you'll always be my favorite flavor of turtle. [Dinner is kind of forgotten in the moment, but it's fine.] It'll be nice to see New York again, see what's better or worse.
[The forwardness makes Peter laugh again, though the sound goes up an octave.
He moves enough to press his lips against Leo's neck again, kissing him there. He lets it linger a little, then drift to the turtle's shoulder.] I know I'll be happy. I hope you will be, too.
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Yeah, I'm sure. I really do like you, and I'd like to do more.
Sorry if it is- weird, I mean? I really don't know what I'm doing. [Peter can't even slightly pretend he's confident about this.]
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Hey, me neither. So we'll come u with our own way of doing this.
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Yeah, we're gonna find our own way of handling things. Cause this is- a new part we're figuring out.
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And I mean, even if we both knew how stuff worked, it's first time for. Y'know. Us.
[Both as individuals and also... human turtle relations.] We're paving the way, so let's just have fun.
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I also kind of- went ahead and bought stuff we probably needed. [Surprise, Leo, he's a schemer.]
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Oooh, you're a schemer, huh. Thinking ahead. Usually that's my thing, but go you.
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[The word seduce just feels too serious, but he's already committed. He is just going to stuff more food in his mouth stop himself from stumbling over his thoughts.]
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Omigosh You wanted to seduce me? Wait wait wait - [Before Peter thinks he's making fun of him-] I can absolutely play into that if you want, I can play the blushing partner. Or the cool quiet hero. Whichever.
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Can we switch between that-? I mean, I'd like to uh ride you and hold you- I mean- [He cannot take that back either, and is just openly unsure if he's making this weird.]
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He's not not into it.]
Um. I-
Yeah. Yeah, whatever you wanna try.
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We'll- figure it out. Uh, later.
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He sets the last of his food back onto his plate and reaches for Peter's hand.]
Hey. It's- look. It's just new, and. I'm not really sure what to do with... sssssome of this, uh. Not you, I mean. I can figure that out, just. Turtle stuff, y'know? I'll have to show you some of it and I dunno how you'll go with it or react to it.
'S not a bad thing though. Okay?
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Okay. [He nods a little, trying to gather his thoughts. He's more measured when he speaks. The backpedaling having dropped in favor of something more to the point.] It's just a lot of- figuring out how we fit together, I think. I haven't seen everything yet, so, I can guess I'm going to be surprised.
[Being over eager is Lame and Cringy, and he doesn't want to like be weird.] I've just been thinking about it, probably too much, and I realized I was probably too- forward?
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I dunno if you noticed, but I like forward. I thrive on it. Forward's great, no questions of anyone's intentions, right?
[He squeezes his hand again, leaning toward him a little.]
So be forward. Tell me what you want.
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[He takes a second to pull his words together.] I'd really like to ride you, like- by pinning you in place? There is a phrase for it, but I can't really remember it.
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I'm up for trying whatever you want if it's comfortable. [Leo's smart enough to know - in all the years, trying to figure out more about themselves, he knows human parts and how they work. He just. isn't human. So he's definitely more concerned with Peter's comfort than anything.]
You just tell me what you want, we'll make it work.
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Not quite thinking about the 'if it's comfortable' part too deeply, given he's sure they will fit together. He was able to make Leo feel good before after the wedding reception.] Yeah, I think it'll be really fun. We have time to figure it out, things aren't- actively on fire for the moment.
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[It's easy to say. He tugs Peter in a little closer, tucking his head under Leo's chin for a moment with a happy little hum. They'd both looked damn good at the wedding, and they had to do something after. And he'd gone back to his apartment after to finish up on his own so he didn't feel like he was pressuring him or ....he doesn't know. He just wants Peter to be happy and he wants to be the one to make him happy.
Leo wraps his free arm around Peter, thumbing circles into his side.]
We'll have fun, good time. Make each other feel good.
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The brunette exhales softly, just tucking his cheek against Leo's chest plates, the fabric of the tank top don't soften them that much.] I'm happy I get to do this with you.
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And I was serious before. We're finding a way to take you back with us. Our New York has a place for you. So.
[There's a throughline in his mind there - having intimate time like this with Peter and Peter coming back with them. It's finding the words.]
You're stuck with me however you slice it. [Nailed it.]
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I don't think I'd want to be anywhere else, but with you. [He tucks himself under Leo's chin.] After all of this is over, after we save this place, we can actually go- home.
[He's still trying to adjust to the idea of a different New York as home.]
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He gives him a reassuring squeeze, leaning more into him.]
Yeah. Home. You'll love it. Lot of the same stuff, with some fresh new flavor.
[Okay they got serious. Bring it down.]
Lllliiiiiiiike your taste in turtle.
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I know you'll always be my favorite flavor of turtle. [Dinner is kind of forgotten in the moment, but it's fine.] It'll be nice to see New York again, see what's better or worse.
Pretty sure it'll be mostly better though.
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[And not dead, he doesn't add. But that laugh does things to him, shifting where he sits a little.]
Long as you're with us and happy, I'll gladly let you keep tasting this flavor of turtle.
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He moves enough to press his lips against Leo's neck again, kissing him there. He lets it linger a little, then drift to the turtle's shoulder.] I know I'll be happy. I hope you will be, too.
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