Stranger: The night had been lovely. Carlos had picked Cecil up from work, and the two had whiled away the evening at a restaurant, chatting and smiling and watching each other. Carlos offered Cecil a ride home, but had been surprised by his own boldness when he suggested they go to his own home instead. The car felt like the vacuum of space until Cecil agreed. Now, here they were, Carlos nervously locking the door behind them and working though his "home safe" ritual. As it wound to an end, with Carlos' keys hung by the door and his bag safe, he finally turned back to face Cecil, "Sorry, um, can I offer you a drink?"

((carlos is big autist and i'll write him as one.

You: No matter how long it's been since Carlos reciprocated his feelings, Cecil treated every moment with him as a gift. Every date since the first had been perfect, and Cecil's face lit up as Carlos invited him over. As he watched Carlos move around, he paid attention to his hands and face, and smiled down at him as he finished up. "Oh, please, that would be nice."

Stranger: Carlos nodded and smiled, leading Cecil back into his kitchen and picking around the cupboards, "I've got some beer in the fridge, I think? Or I could try and mix you something, maybe, I'm not great at that." he turned and paused, letting himself breathe and blinking slow. "Or not alcohol, I guess. If you wanted something else."

You: "Whatever you're having, I'll have." Cecil smiled and leaned back against the counter, taking a deep breath. "Do you have any plans or are we just going to drink all night?"

Stranger: With a nod, Carlos ducked into the fridge and found a wine he'd opened the night before, pouring two glasses. "I don't have a specific plan." he spoke carefully, a blush threatening below his cheeks. "But I'd like to not get drunk."

You: Cecil mirrored Carlos, nodding along with him. "That's fair, yeah. Some other time then," he winked, and raised his glass before taking a sip. "Any good science today?" he asked in to his glass.

Stranger: "Mostly paperwork." he slid his thumb over the lip of the wine glass, waiting until Cecil began to drink before he raised it to his lips. "You look so lovely. I know I've said so already, it just keeps... I keep realizing it over again."

You: Cecil smiled into his hand, resulting in the edge of the glass pressing against his cheek, which he would notice if he wasn't so flattered. "I- Thank you..." He reached over as much as he could and pressed just his finger tips to the hair at Carlos's temple.

Stranger: Carlos stepped closer, looking up into Cecil's eyes. "I'd like to kiss you." he sat his glass on the counter and laid his hand over Cecil's, softly pulling it down away from his face. "May I?"

You: Cecil took a half step closer, almost desperate to get closer. He dug his fingers into Carlos's hair, practically melting at the feeling. "Of course you may. Please do, actually."

Stranger: Perfect. Carlose closed his eyes and brought his own hand up to thumb over the lobe of Cecil's ear as he kissed, soft and slow but growing already in need. He was making soft noises, little soft grunts and sighs of heavy breath as he kissed.

You: Cecil finally stepped closer, practically pressing his chest against Carlos's. After a few moments, he broke the kiss but didn't lean away, smirking. "Excited?"

Stranger: "Really, really." Carlos confirmed, giggling softly. "How about you?" his hand came down, sliding over Cecil's neck and settling on his shoulder.

You: Cecil sighed as Carlos touched his neck, and leaned into his hand. "Absolutely I am, yes."

Stranger: Carlos leaned in for another kiss, pulling back just enough to meet Cecil's eyes, "Do you wanna finish your wine, or can I show you to my room?" he'd abandoned his own glass, not even bothering to feel wasteful.

You: Cecil shot a glance to his glass, and smiled, shaking his head. "We can revisit it." He placed his hands on Carlos's hips, leaning in to press a soft kiss to his neck. "We, ah... We've only gotten this far before now. Do you want to, um..."

Stranger: "I want to take you to bed." he confirmed, stepping back to watch Cecil's face, "is that... is that good? Okay?"

You: "Yes, it's good. It's okay. I just wanted to make sure we're on the same page." He stepped impossibly closer, his hand on Carlos's shoulder. "I should tell you... It's been, like, a year and a half, so..."

Stranger: Carlos had to duck to the side when he laughed, not wanting to laugh right in Cecil's face. "Oh, uh, yeah." he straightened back up, face burning. "I can't remember- six years at least, for me."

You: Cecil perked up, gasping softly. "Oh! I didn't- A year and a half must seem like a blink of an eye to you, huh?"

Stranger: His blush had finally arrived. Carlos shrugged, "I'm not trying to compare, Cece, that's not what I meant to do." he settled his hands on Cecil's hips, thumbs rubbing the material of his shirt. "It's just going to be that much better."

You: "Ah, good point. I hope to make you feel good then, but we have to get to your bedroom first." He stepped away from Carlos only slightly, obviously intending not to stray to far away from him as they made their way down the hall.

Stranger: Carlos reached down and took Cecil by the hand, squeezing softly and leading him down into his bedroom. "I wasn't exactly sure what we might need." he pushed Cecil back onto the bed, leaning down to kiss him, "Didn't know what we'd like to do."

You: Cecil reached up to rest his hands on each side of Carlos's neck. "Do whatever you want, I won't mind. Anything will be good so long as it's you doing it."

Stranger: "This is gonna be a little embarrassing, now that you know about the dry patch." Carlos stepped back and to his closet, digging for only a moment before turning around with a strap on, the cock a lovely hue just a shade lighter than his own skin. "I didn't buy it just for you..."

You: Cecil almost laughed, but brought a hand up to his mouth. "Oh! You bought that here? In Night Vale?"

Stranger: Carlos nodded, face burning, "I- I had just moved here, I was hoping I'd meet... anyone... it just turned out to be you." he thumbed over the material, clicking a snap open and closed. "It's okay if you wouldn't like to... I mean, I'm springing it on you."

You: "I would love to, but we need to get there first. Come back over here and kiss me." He reached out and grabbed at nothing to encourage Carlos closer.

Stranger: Fuck, right, right, there were more steps to this. You didn't just... jump into it. Carlos dropped the apparatus beside them on the bed and strapped Cecil's lap, leaning down into the kiss. "Am I making things weird?" he kept up the kisses, just... curious.

You: "Of course not. Honestly I'm glad you brought it up before and not during." He leaned in to kiss Carlos's jaw, trailing down to just under the hem of his shirt.

Stranger: "Okay." he let out a breath, tipping his head back to allow Cecil better access. He had been fussing over this in his mind for weeks, trying to decide exactly how he wanted it to work, what should happen. Carlos felt silly, now. This wasn't scientific, it was human. It was subject to change, he just needed to relax.

You: Cecil trailed his hands down Carlos's sides and took the hem of his shirt between his fingers, looking up fro approval.

Stranger: Carlos lifted his arms, helping the shirt on its way off. He leaned down for another kiss before sitting back, tracking a finger over one of his scars. He was quite proud of his chest, he /liked/ showing it off whenever he could.

You: Cecil looked on with admiration reaching up to run his thumb along the left scar, smiling. "You're so perfect. I feel like a broken record when I say it, but it's true."

Stranger: "Thank you." Carlos beamed and leaned down for another kiss. "My nipples are still kind of numb." he admitted softly, "I just had this done last year."

You: "Ah, interesting." He raised his thumb to press it against Carlos's nipple. "I never... I still wear a, uh... but it's fine. God, I don't mean to make this awkward..."

Stranger: Carlos sighed softly at the touch and breathed out a laugh, "That's okay, Cece, it's fine." he shifted his hips, "Can I take off your shirt?"

You: Cecil thumbed his top button open and nodded, reaching up to wrap his arms around Carlos's shoulders to pull him closer.

Stranger: "Come on..." his voice was soft as Carlos slowly lowered to his knees, working down Cecil's buttons as he knelt in front of him.

You: Cecil followed Carlos with his eyes, smiling as he spread his legs to give him some room. "You look even prettier down there, in between my legs."

Stranger: Carlos' blush burnt and he instinctively hid his face, leaning down to press it into Cecil's thigh. "You look gorgeous from that angle." he agreed.

You: Cecil felt his face heat up, and he ran his fingers through Carlos's hair. As he felt his shirt fall off his shoulder, he reached up and pulled at the strap of his binder. "I can take this off if you want me to."

Stranger: Carlos peeked back up and nodded, "Are you comfortable with doing that now?" He undid his own pants unceremoniously, tugging out his packer and laying it beside him on the floor.

Stranger: ((did you die or disapear

You: ((sdfghsda yeah im all good i was poppin off w my brother i need to satisfy my cain instinct

Stranger: ((klsdfjsdklfjsdklfj

You: Cecil nodded, "Yeah, I think so. Also, I don't want to hurt anything, you know?" He took the binder off and took a few deep breaths, nodding to Carlos once he was ready. "What're you planning down there?"

Stranger: "I figured we could take a break if you needed to wind down to taking it off." Carlos ran his hands over Cecil's thighs, "I was hoping, uh, could I eat you out? Open you up a little."

You: Arousal shot through down to the pit of Cecil's stomach, and he let out a soft sigh. "Yeah, please. I would love that."

Stranger: Carlos grinned and set do work on Cecil's fly. "Thank you, Cecil." he pulled back, allowing him to push them down on his own.

You: Cecil smiled as he pushed his pants off. "You don't have to thank me, Carlos." He ran his fingers through Carlos's hair, and let out a breath. "I'm... very excited for this."

Stranger: "Me too!" Carlos scooted a little closer, pushing up to lean in and run his tongue over Cecil's... oh, uh, "What should I call this, Cece? Uhm, what words do you like?"

You: Cecil flushed, and brought a hand up to his cheek. "Ah- uh... I've never really thought about it... Whatever's fine, I suppose."

Stranger: Carlos couldn't stop a giggle, "You never thought about it? Uh, okay, is this your dick, Sweetheart?" he leaned in again, latching on and watching Cecil's face.

You: Cecil moaned, almost doubling over against Carlos's head. "Oh, that's perfect! Fuck, you haven't even..."

Stranger: "Haven't what?" Carlos pulled away, shocked at how easily he'd incapacitated Cecil. His hand came up, thumb idly occupying Cecil while he kept his mouth free.

You: Cecil let his head fall back, and he let out a soft moan. "Haven't, ah- Hardly started yet..."

Stranger: Carlos grinned, that was the /point./ "May I touch your chest?" He reached up, hand stilling on Cecil's hip. "Can I make you come more than once, or is that too much?"

You: "Yes, yes, yes to everything, please.." He arched his back, pushing his chest out to urge Carlos on. His thighs tightened around Carlos's hand, and he goaned softly. "Put your mouth back, Carlos, please."

Stranger: Quickly, Carlos did as he was told, pinching Cecil's nipple and suckling at his cock. Carlos moaned softly and rolled his hips, grinding against his own leg.

You: Cecil moaned out his legs spreading wide desperately. "Oh, good... You're so good at this."

Stranger: "I know what I like." He smiled softly, tugging at the nipple. Carlos' other hand came up, under his chin. "May I... is this okay?" a finger brushed against Cecil's entrance.

You: Cecil nodded, letting out a soft "uh-huh" as he rolled his hips up against Carlos's mouth.

Stranger: Carlos pushed a finger into Cecil, sucking along with the rhythm of Cecil's hips. His eyes were trained up on Cecil's face, watching for each reaction.

You: Cecil slowly lowered himself from his hands onto his back. "Oh," he sighed, "That's good..."

Stranger: Carlos raised on his knees, releasing Cecil's nipple and pulling off his cock for a moment, "Can you play with your nipples, please, Cece, while I'm down here?" he leaned back in, bobbing shallowly around Cecil's dick and pushing in a second finger.

You: Carlos stopping definitely got Cecil's attention, and he lifted his head up just in time to comprehend what Carlos was asking of him, and he nodded, reaching up with one hand to follow Carlos's instruction, keeping his other hand tightly gripped in the other's hair. He let out soft moans and pleads, his hips rolling desperately.

Stranger: It wasn't like Cecil was usually well put together, but... this was too easy. Carlos hooked his fingers up, seeking out Cecil's G-spot as he sucked at him.

You: Cecil gasped and his back arched gracefully, and his hand tugged Carlos's hair, almost unknowingly. "Oh, I'm close. Fuck... I'm- ah, please.."

Stranger: Carlos didn't have to be told twice. He pushed hard with his fingers and kept in place, sucking hard with his tongue flicking over Cecil's length.

You: Only a few seconds of that were enough to have Cecil tipping over the edge, moaning loudly as his back arched beautifully off the bed, his hands balled into tight fists in Carlos's hair. He kept letting out soft moans until he couldn't take it anymore, and pushed Carlos off lazily, still panting hard.

Stranger: Carlos moaned around Cecil, staying in place until he was released, and sucking off his fingers, his other hand petting Cecil's thigh. "Are you alright, Sweetheart?" he wiped off the slick fingers on his jeans.

You: Cecil, still panting, nodded, an arm slung over his face. "Yes, I'm alright. I'm better than alright." He lifted his head to look down at Carlos, smiling. "Are you?"

Stranger: "Yes!" Carlos grinned and leaned in to kiss a spot on Cecil's thigh before pushing himself up to his feet, sliding his jeans down his thighs. "Is this okay?" he was leaving his boxers still up over his hips, not quite ready to be bare.

You: Cecil watched, nodding along and holding his arms out to invite Carlos closer. "Do you have something good in mind?"

Stranger: Following the invitation, Carlos shoved his jeans off and crawled into the bed, kissing Cecil on the neck. "I- I thought maybe I could fuck you."

You: "Oh, please... Let me- I just need a moment, you really did quite a number on me." He reached up to tilt Carlos's chin up, and kissed him, moaning softly as he could taste himself on the other's tongue.

Stranger: Carlos nodded, "Of course, yes! Can I- do you need a drink of water?" he scooted to the side and patted a pillow. "You can lay down if you need."

You: Cecil waved his hand dismissively. "No, no it's fine. I can watch as you get ready to fuck me. I think that'll give me the perfect amount of time to recover." He moved back, and sat up against the headboard.

Stranger: That brought a small smile to Carlos' face. He leaned over the edge of the bed to pick up his strap. "How wet do you get, Cece? I have lube, if you think we should use it." he slipped it up over his legs, securing the harness over top of his boxers and tightening the straps.

((being on testosterone for a while really decreases how wet you get idk if ive told you this

You: ((i know i know

You: "Um, well... I think no matter what, it's always important to use it." He shifted in his spot, almost embarrassed by the question, but it hardly phased him. "Oh, you look so good with it on, Carlos."

Stranger: "Isn't it nice?" He slid his hands down his stomach, over his length. "I tried to get one that matched my skin, but they just didn't have one." he crawled over, pulling a mostly-full bottle of lube from his bedside drawer.

You: Cecil reached for it, running his fingers along the side. "It doesn't matter what color it is. Especially because most of it will be inside me andI won't be able to see it."

Stranger: Carlos sighed softly, "I like being able to pretend it's mine." he uncapped the bottle and squirted some lube out onto his hand. Once the lube was back on the bedside he started rubbing it between his hands to warm it up.

You: Cecil watched with admiration, his cheeks flushed and a smile on his face as he positioned himself so Carlos was between his spread legs. "Whenever you're ready."

Stranger: Once his cock was nicely lubed up, Carlos ran his fingers over Cecil's entrance to wipe off the excess lube. He mumbled a soft "Sorry," then lined himself up, running the tip of his cock over his pussy. "Is that okay?"

((hes in autism mode im sorry hes nervous...

You: Cecil sighed his hips rolling almost involuntary. "Yes, it's perfectly okay. Please keep going, you're doing so well."

Stranger: "Thank you." Carlos murmured, finally pushing his hips forward until he was sliding into Cecil. "Oh..." he moaned at the very sight, watching him spread open around the dick.

You: Cecil let his head tip back against the bed, and he just basked in the sensation of being filled. He reached out to blindly place a hand on which ever part of Carlos was closest, and sighed as the other bottomed out, filling him up perfectly. "Oh, holy shit," he breathed out quietly.

Stranger: Carlos ran his hands over Cecil's chest and stomach, momentarily overwhelmed. "I've never." he cleared his throat. "I'm fucking you on my cock." A slow drag out and back in. "I'm /fucking/ you."

You: Cecil only nodded, humming in the affirmative. He looked up at Carlos through half lidded eyes and reached up, hoping to pull him down for a kiss. "You are, and you're doing it so well. It feels so good."

Stranger: Carlos leaned down for a quick kiss, but pulled back away to watch his hips as they rolled in and out of Cecil, fucking him slowly but steadily. "You're so pretty."

You: Cecil moaned out softly at the praise, and arched his back to push Carlos in deeper, becoming increasingly desperate. "I- Faster? Please?"

Stranger: That seemed to spook Carlos out of his spell, "Yeah, oh, yeah, I can do that." he started rolling his hips, picking up speed. "Sorry, do you like it harder, Cecil?" a soft edge of teasing crept in.

((brb

You: Cecil looked up at Carlos once again, hearing the slight tease in his voice. "Uh-huh, yeah." He nodded and reached over to guide one of Carlos's hands to his hair. "You can pull, if you want," he let out between breaths.

Stranger: "Does it hurt?" Carlos took a grip and twisted his wrist just barely. "Do you like that?"

You: Cecil let his eyes slip shut, and he sighed through parted lips. "It does but... I do. Carlos, I'm so desperate, please."

Stranger: Carlos kept his fist tight in Cecil's hair as he fucked into him. "What do you need, Cecil? What can I do?"

You: Cecil still had his hand near Carlos's from when he had guided it into his hair, but now it was holding loosely onto his wrist, and he found comfort it its position there. He leaned up as close as he could to press a kiss to Carlos's lips before sighing, "touch me?" before the strain in his neck became too much and dhis head dropped back down on the pillow.

Stranger: With a nod, Carlos' other hand slipped down between them, fingers sliding over his cock. "Is it sore?" he leaned down for a kiss, resting on his forearm that laid beside Cecil's head.

You: He moaned at the contact, and rolled his hips desperately, asking for more of anything Carlos had to offer; more of /Carlos/. "Oh fuck, I'm close again- ah!"

Stranger: "Are you going to come?" Carlos's voice had a bit more surprise than he intended. "It's okay, Cecil, go ahead, I want to watch you." he sped his hips up just a bit, now moving fast enough to splash some slick out onto his thighs, wetting the boxers he wore.

You: Cecil gripped tight to Carlos's wrist in the moments leading up to his second orgasm, and he was almost worried he might hurt Carlos until he actually came, and all his worries melted away. He knew in the back of his mind he would be embarrassed about coming undone so easily in front of anyone, but he pushed all that aside as the pleasure ran through him.

Stranger: Carlos gasped softly and leaned down to kiss Cecil through it, groaning into his mouth as his hips slowed. After a while, he pulled his fingers off of Cecil's dick and slid out of him. "You're okay?"

You: Cecil slumped against the bed, nodding blissfully as he panted. "Yes, oh my god, yes." He reached out, blindly, and placed a hand on Carlos. He then looked up, and corrected his hand, placing it on the other's thigh. "Do you want me to... I can.." He trailed his hand up slowly, but stopped short.

Stranger: "Not yet." he was quick to answer, rolling onto his side to lay beside Cecil, petting softly through his hair, "Did I pull too hard? I'm sorry."

You: Cecil relaxed, turning back to lay down again. He leaned into Carlos's touch. "No, it was perfect, thank you." He moved closer, leaning forward to press soft kisses to Carlos's neck and chest.

Stranger: "You were so so pretty for me." Carlos mumbled, tilting his head back. "And so nice, so good." he leaned in for a kiss on the lips, chest warm at the attention. "I don't know if I want to take of my boxers tonight." he mumbled softly.

You: Cecil reached up to hold Carlos's cheeks, smiling against his lips. "That's okay. Do you... still want to get off?"

Stranger: Carlos sighed, eyes flicking away from Cecil's face. "I- yes, but you don't need to be part of that, I can go take care of it if you want." he had trouble with eye contact on the best of days, but having to address his own body /and/ Cecil's gaze? Oh dear...

Stranger: ((are you still facking typing

You: ((jhdfgs yeah im Distracted a lil

You: "Oh, but I want to be a part of it. It's alright." Cecil repositioned himself to tuck his head under Carlos's chin. He rested his hand on the other's stomach, tangling their legs.

Stranger: "I can take off my boxers if you want to see it?" Carlos did not want to, but he put on a smile and curled up against Cecil and ran his hand slow over Cecil's fingers. "Otherwise, uh, I just hold on a vibrator over my boxers until I come."

You: "Whatever you're comfortable with, babe. You can take your time." He tilted his head and pressed a kiss to Carlos's jaw. "I want you to feel as good as possible."

Stranger: Carlos blew through his nose. "I think I just need to come, I was pretty excited all evening." he untangled himself and kissed Cecil's forehead, hurrying back to dig in his closet again. "You can do it, if you want?" he turned around with a small wand-style vibrator and crawled back into the same spot.

You: Cecil took the vibrator and held it as Carlos cuddled back against him. "How does this-" he turned it around in his hands for a moment, before finding the switch to bring it to life. "Are you ready?"

Stranger: The familiar sound made Carlos twitch and he nodded, spreading his legs wide and resting his face against Cecil's neck. "Would it be easier to get in there if I took off the strap?"

You: "Oh, yeah. That's a good point." Cecil sat up to give Carlos room to take the strap off, before laying back down and slowly bringing the toy down to press against Carlos.

Stranger: Carlos tossed the toy down beside the bed, vowing to clean it later, before cuddling Cecil again, surprised by the touch with his eyes covered. "Oh!" he sucked in a breath, "Oh, please."

You: Cecil immediately smiled, humming in approval. He pressed the toy a little harder, hoping for a good reaction. "Been on edge all night, huh? Must be a relief."

You: ((cecils voice is TOO SEXY for him not to be talkative during sex

Stranger: ((facts!!

You: ((also its canon that carlos has a voice kink ssssooooooooooo

Stranger: "Mhmm." Carlos spread his legs a little further, whimpering and scrambling his hands on the sheets. "Fuck, Cece, please."

You: "How long have you wanted this? Me, here, watching you come undone?" Despite the awkward angle, Cecil managed to maneuver his hand to Carlos's hair, stroking slowly.

Stranger: Carlos grunted and sobbed on a breath, wincing. "I- fuck, I-" he squinted his eyes tighter. "So long. Please, more, please." he wrapped an arm around Cecil's neck, pulling himself closer.

You: Cecil let out a soft "oh!" as he was pulled closer, sending him out of the moment for just a second before he pushed himself back in, and he pressed the toy harder, moving it up and down against Carlos. "So long... How many times have you listened to me on the radio, and just fantasized? Imagined what it would be like with me? Pictured how it would feel to hear my voice speaking to you, only you."

Stranger: "Cecil...!" Carlos bit his lip and squeezed his eyes closed, "I- I." he cleared his throat. "I've touched myself to the show." god, Carlos regretted that. He clenched his eyes shut.

You: "Oh, interesting. What about it made it so appealing? What segments? From which days?" Cecil leaned forward to press small kisses to Carlos's neck, nibbling small marks. "I bet it didn't take you long to come, what with my voice being so... sexually interesting to you."

Stranger: Carlos whimpered. Maybe if he faked an orgasm now, he could avoid the line of questioning." I just- I like your voice." he mumbled. "I focus on your voice, I- I have a journal with the segments and days." Carlos humped up against the toy. "Close."

You: Cecil pressed harder, moving in time with Carlos's hips. "You're so cute when you're desperate like this. So beautiful."

Stranger: "Please, please." Carlos mumbled. His muscles were starting to twitch and shiver. "Cecil, please."

You: "Alright, that's it. You're almost there." He continued to spread his line of kisses across Carlos's neck, and made his way up to kiss his lips, slow and soft.

Stranger: Carlos started to contract around nothing, gasping a soft, "Oh, my god, oh-" and reaching down to push the toy to the side. His fingers pressed hard against his boxers as he squirted onto them, soaking the fabric.

You: Cecil broke the kiss, leaning back only a little to watch Carlos come. He smiled warmly, and tossed the toy away to stroke Carlos's hip with his thumb. "Oh, that's it, wow... You're so pretty. So perfect."

Stranger: Carlos groaned and laid back, still a touch out of breath. "Do you want a washcloth? I should have asked when you finished." he pushed himself up to sit, "I need to change, uh, and clean up. I can get you a washcloth?"

You: Cecil cuddled right up to Carlos, despite knowing he was going to get up soon. "If you don't mind... I- Wow. That was great. I always knew you liked my voice but not this much..."

Stranger: "Shush." Carlos was almost on autopilot. He collected up the toys and their packers, pressed a kiss to Cecil's head, and stood. "Back in a minute." he walked into the bathroom, rinsing off the packers first and setting them to dry before running warmer water and soaping over the toys, then leaving them in the sink while he grabbed a cloth and came back into the room. "Here." he passed it to Cecil.

You: Cecil laid back and took comfort in listening to Carlos work from the other room, smiling to himself as the realization of it all finally settled in his mind. He took the cloth wordlessly and lazily cleaned himself up before handing it back to Carlos.

Stranger: Carlos stripped in front of his closet, wiping himself down quickly before grabbing another pair of boxers and tossing the dirties and cloth into his hamper. "Do you want pajamas?" he turned to look at Cecil as he pulled on a shirt. "I can loan you some."

You: "Too tired to get up," Cecil muttered, rolling over onto his back to press his cheek to the pillow, looking up at Carlos. "Come back, it's getting cold."

Stranger: "You should at least cover yourself, what if there was a fire?" Carlos tossed another pair of underwear onto the bed before crawling into it. "I probably should drain the sink before I fall asleep." he mumbled, wrapping Cecil close and pulling the blanket over them. "I'll be too tired in the morning."

You: Cecil pressed himself closer, resting his face in Carlos's neck. "What's it going to do? It's dormant water."

Stranger: Carlos sighed, "I always clean them before I go to sleep." he entwined their legs. "I've never had something more important, though, I guess you need a cuddle."

You: Cecil hummed in agreement, long and low in his throat, and he felt himself relax. "It's been too long, can you blame me?"

Stranger: "I can't." he kissed Cecil's hair, taking a slow breath in. "Thank you."