[Shit. A helpless little moan issues from his lips when Lance's washing brushes the cloth over his nipples, and he glances down as it moves further. On the upside, his mind is finally starting to catch up to what Lance is actually saying.]
... you really... me? [He's just a little surprised, okay. And turned on. And finally leaning back against Lance a good bit more, his back fitting nicely against the warm span of the other's chest.]
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[Shit. A helpless little moan issues from his lips when Lance's washing brushes the cloth over his nipples, and he glances down as it moves further. On the upside, his mind is finally starting to catch up to what Lance is actually saying.]
... you really... me? [He's just a little surprised, okay. And turned on. And finally leaning back against Lance a good bit more, his back fitting nicely against the warm span of the other's chest.]