Wanting is easy. It's an instinctual hook that rattles around and makes a man queasy and stupid. Easy to feel, easy to ignore if you've been around the block enough. Wanting Locus-

Is likely dangerous. But also? Easy.

He doesn't need to be told twice, hands sliding up into Locus' hair as he pulls himself into Locus' lap again, lips pressing against his sharply, sweetly. Not as chaste as the earlier kiss this is heated. Intent.