"I do." With another press of a kiss to Jedao's forehead.
But the question makes him blink, faltering with a slightly choked, "Oh-, e-er--"
It's kind of funny, how thinking about the domesticity of it sets off a blush that leaves his face very nearly darker than when he was literally being sucked off.
But he gives Jedao a little squeeze, and he's still smiling in that crooked little way Jedao knows is truly sincere. "We might be a little bit crowded in mine, what with the single mattress?"
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But the question makes him blink, faltering with a slightly choked, "Oh-, e-er--"
It's kind of funny, how thinking about the domesticity of it sets off a blush that leaves his face very nearly darker than when he was literally being sucked off.
But he gives Jedao a little squeeze, and he's still smiling in that crooked little way Jedao knows is truly sincere. "We might be a little bit crowded in mine, what with the single mattress?"
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