[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.
[A small part of Peter is embarrassed he keeps pushing a little too forward with- well, being forward. Especially since they're still technically eating. Sort of.]
Yeah, please. [Its an easy acceptance on his part, along with a smile from Peter.]
[Whatever reservations Peter has, Leo lights up anyway. Delighted he can help. He moves to scarf down the last few bites of his taco he'd set down and then get their plates. Just a walk to the kitchen-]
You said your roommate moved out, huh? And no one else moved in yet.
[Peter shifts to stand up as well, pushing off the couch as Leo takes the lead into the kitchen.
Peter looks at the kitchen, glad the cleaned up as they went while cooking. He still falls into the habit of stashing any ingredients he left out into the fridge.]
Yeah, so far, it's just me. Hunter went to that flop house. He plans on visiting once or twice, but, I dunno when I'll get a new roommate.
That place didn't seem all that great when I looked there originally. Must be something I missed. [He's going through the motions of his own habits, wrapping stuff up, putting it in the fridge.]
Yeah, I don't get it either, it looks like the back rooms of F.E.A.S.T, which isn't- super great? [He feels bad saying that, but he and May lived there long enough between apartments that he felt he could judge it a little.
He washes his hands, wanting to be clean from any food residue before they do anything intimate.] Maybe it's lack of monitoring-? Not that anyone really stops us from doing a lot here.
[He shakes his head a little, drying his hands after turning off the faucet. One his hands are dry, he hesitates a little before unbuttoning the top buttons of his shirt revealing a bit more skin than Leo usually sees. One part of this is seduction, the other is how he can't stop himself from wanting out of a shirt like this.]
[Leo was already in danger with the sleeves rolled up this whole time. Instant hot factor, but Peter willingly showing a little more skin like this is also good? It's good. He follows suit washing his own hands, but Leo keep stealing glances at Peter.]
[He stops unbuttoning at the top of his binder, a hint of it peeking out from under the white fabric of his shirt. Peter laughs again, the sound bright and a little eager in kind. He sees those glances and finds himself turning a little pinker in the process.
Once Leo is done washing his hands, Peter takes the initiative to head back to his bedroom, pushing the door open. For his part, his bed is actually made for once, clean of any computer parts he usually has spread around his space.
[Leo watches Peter go... And decides he has to hurry and finish up. Plates put where they can be washed later, towel away before he hurries after him.
It's hard to find that balance of being enthusiastic and not looking too eager. He doesn't really accomplish it, half bouncing into the doorway before he stops and leans against the frame.]
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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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[It's easy to say. It's so easy because he knows it's true. Even as Peter starts shifting his lips to Leo's shoulder.]
Should. Not to like, break the mood of the conversation, but should we move?
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Both of them had gotten through most of dinner, so seduction success?]
Let me just- get stuff situated.
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Yeah, please. [Its an easy acceptance on his part, along with a smile from Peter.]
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You said your roommate moved out, huh? And no one else moved in yet.
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Peter looks at the kitchen, glad the cleaned up as they went while cooking. He still falls into the habit of stashing any ingredients he left out into the fridge.]
Yeah, so far, it's just me. Hunter went to that flop house. He plans on visiting once or twice, but, I dunno when I'll get a new roommate.
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That place didn't seem all that great when I looked there originally. Must be something I missed. [He's going through the motions of his own habits, wrapping stuff up, putting it in the fridge.]
But if it works for 'im...
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He washes his hands, wanting to be clean from any food residue before they do anything intimate.] Maybe it's lack of monitoring-? Not that anyone really stops us from doing a lot here.
[He shakes his head a little, drying his hands after turning off the faucet. One his hands are dry, he hesitates a little before unbuttoning the top buttons of his shirt revealing a bit more skin than Leo usually sees. One part of this is seduction, the other is how he can't stop himself from wanting out of a shirt like this.]
Do you want to- go back to my room?
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I- Y-yeah. Definitely yes.
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Once Leo is done washing his hands, Peter takes the initiative to head back to his bedroom, pushing the door open. For his part, his bed is actually made for once, clean of any computer parts he usually has spread around his space.
He sinks down on the bed, smiling up at Leo.]
I guess I can just lose the shirt entirely...?
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It's hard to find that balance of being enthusiastic and not looking too eager. He doesn't really accomplish it, half bouncing into the doorway before he stops and leans against the frame.]
Iiiif you want? If that's comfortable?
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I mean, are you going to be okay with... [He makes an awkward gesture at his chest for emphasis.] I'm usually always wearing my binder.
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