(Not... if I can help it. I don't think Elena needs more trauma. Or Pidge.)
[That last bit is a joke. He doesn't bother elaborating on it, though, because he trusts Sam's going to know. Instead he just lets himself shudder at the contact. Swallowing a little heavily.]
[Because this is... yeah. He's really glad for the privacy here. And for a long moment, he's half convinced this is going to be something more than PG-13. He can feel that want. Something in him wants it, too. But that something doesn't get a say right now.]
[He leans back. Following suggestion, and...]
[And his knees almost give out under him. Because oh.]
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[That last bit is a joke. He doesn't bother elaborating on it, though, because he trusts Sam's going to know. Instead he just lets himself shudder at the contact. Swallowing a little heavily.]
[Because this is... yeah. He's really glad for the privacy here. And for a long moment, he's half convinced this is going to be something more than PG-13. He can feel that want. Something in him wants it, too. But that something doesn't get a say right now.]
[He leans back. Following suggestion, and...]
[And his knees almost give out under him. Because oh.]
[Oh, that's... good.]