[It's a confirmation of everything that he could ever put into words, and as keyed up and wanting as he is the emotional satisfaction trumps the physical at every turn.
Stealing a kiss, he slowly slides himself against his reaper before breaking away to grin impishly.]
Bed would be good. Bed, back of the couch, hell even the floor, just so long as you fuck me.
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[It's a confirmation of everything that he could ever put into words, and as keyed up and wanting as he is the emotional satisfaction trumps the physical at every turn.
Stealing a kiss, he slowly slides himself against his reaper before breaking away to grin impishly.]
Bed would be good. Bed, back of the couch, hell even the floor, just so long as you fuck me.