"Promise you won't scream? I mean, I typically enjoy all your screams," because interrupting touching, emotional moments with sex jokes was totally cool, right? "But... I've probably changed. Heh. One of the other handlers here, Taimur? He pointed out that I'm old as balls. His words, not mine."
Typically, Taavi supposed that a question of, 'so there wasn't anyone else ever?' would've been appropriate. After all, it had been eight turns. It was absurd to think that Vit would wait for him or something. At the same token... well... he was Vityai. This wasn't a slur against the man-----actually, it was more of an opinion of Taavi's own awesomeness, which he rated as over 9,000----but... Vit was... very particular.
That and Taavi really didn't want to hear the answer, in case it was 'yes' and Vit pulled away.
"...yeah. Me too. I expect you to vanish at any moment," he admitted sheepishly. With Vit pressed against his chest like that, it was only natural to lean back so they were lying on the bed. It was more comfortable, even if it was sorely lacking in the mountain of pillows that Taavi felt were necessary.
He chuckled. "That's very true. What can I say? No one can make me shut up quite like you." Or at least make him stop complaining. Taavi rarely ever truly shut up.
"...Is Yusuth doing alright?"
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