[ He gets a grin for the mention of whips and chains, a laugh that's only part nervous. Quentin noses back to him, kisses gingerly at the curved corner of his mouth. ] Just--let me--lemme get you in the shower.
[ Sucking in a breath, Quentin stretches through his arms, fingers reaching down the sides of his legs and scooping between his thighs. He lets the buzzing in his stomach be excitement as he tips his head to hum in Peter's ear: ] We can decide once I get a look at you. Deal?
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[ Sucking in a breath, Quentin stretches through his arms, fingers reaching down the sides of his legs and scooping between his thighs. He lets the buzzing in his stomach be excitement as he tips his head to hum in Peter's ear: ] We can decide once I get a look at you. Deal?