"...well you don't- uh-" Locus might not blush but York? York does. He's pink from the tips of his ears to the base of his throat, wide eyed and deeply pleased while more than a little giddy at the reminder that this, all of this is into him. Really, truly into him.

God and Damn.

"Need to be so. Resolved. To not. I mean- I am perfectly okay with being had over furniture all the time."