[ He would like that too, he thinks. To go again. Holding himself in check has a dark blush staining the lighter greens of his skin and sweat still warm on his brow. They talked about him and this, so he tries not to think about it like charity, lowering his gaze. ]
... I'll help you, and if you still want to once we're upstairs then, yes. To the rest.
[ With one last brief kiss, he creakily gets to his feet and shies to the side to awkwardly lace up his trousers, far looser than usual. He snatches up his shirt from the floor, shaking it out to give Caleb a moment to rise and gather his wits too. ]
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... I'll help you, and if you still want to once we're upstairs then, yes. To the rest.
[ With one last brief kiss, he creakily gets to his feet and shies to the side to awkwardly lace up his trousers, far looser than usual. He snatches up his shirt from the floor, shaking it out to give Caleb a moment to rise and gather his wits too. ]