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[It's not a betrayal, that is what bodies are supposed to do ~~when a large bearded man is tickling you~~.]

So were you interested in another round after we're done eating, or is that unrelated?

Well, I mean, it's not like I got spontaneously aroused by the food.

[In other words, hi, you're attracted and large and bearded and naked, he likes you.]

Some people are. With the food. I'm not one to judge.

[Yep, pulling you onto his lap now because he can.]

[Well, okay, he's not protesting being pulled onto Oliver's lap. It's comfy there. It doesn't exactly help the arousal issue, but it's comfy.]

Yeah, well, I don't think I'm one of those people. I don't actually think I'm that interesting when it comes to that kind of stuff.

[Well it will help with the arousal, but not in the way of making it go away. Once Ginsberg is nice and settled Oliver is just going to casually finish his dinner, don't mind him.]

You just haven't had enough time to figure them all out yet.

So you think I might just be hiding some secret and completely ridiculous fetish that I don't even know about yet? I can't decide whether that's fascinating or deeply concerning.

[Probably both.]

Best go for a little of each. Just to be sure.

[Talking around a mouthful of pad thai as he scrapes the rest from the bottom. Always so sexy.]

That's actually kind of my default state. Fascinated and concerned. Occasionally terrified.

[And occasionally boners?]

I think we could mix that up a little.

[Boners are sometimes a subset of terrified, to be fair.]

We could... try. I guess. Did you have something in mind, or were you just saying we should try in general?

[But the better side of terrified.]

As I recall, you had a suggestion earlier.

[He's done his pad thai now, and sets the carton on the side table. Hands are now free to settle on Ginberg's waist, oh yeah.]

Y-yeah, um, in theory, I did, but that was when it was in theory, and I'm pretty sure I can come up with a million and one ways that I could possibly fuck this up, so maybe, you know...

[Nervous babbling, the most important staple of his life.]

Come on, it's alright. We're not going to do anything you don't feel ready for.

[As soon as Ginsberg starts babbling like that, he finds his hands coming into his hair automatically, running through it like he's trying to calm down a nervous pet. It seems to have worked in the past, anyway.]

[It still is remarkably effective. It's a strategy more people should keep in mind, really.]

Well, I know that. It's just that I want a lot of things I don't know how to do and then my brain gets all confused.

[His brain is kind of a jerk, to be fair.]

We can take our time with this, you know. Give you some time to do any research you feel might be needed.

Although to be honest I wasn't lying before about there not being too many wrong ways to do this.

I don't actually think porn counts as valid research. I could be wrong about that, but I'm pretty sure I'm not.

I'm fairly sure porn isn't the only thing you can use. There are books, too.

Yeah, but if you check those books out from the library, someone's going to find them, and then they're going to ask really awkward questions.

I'm starting to see how you've never managed to have sex until now. You're making it very complicated.

Are you saying it's... not complicated? Because I honestly don't see how that can be true.

Some people don't really worry so much about being right or what other people are thinking.

They just do what feels good and to hell with everything else.

[Not that Oliver would ever be one of those people. NOPE.]

Okay, so, maybe I should just... stop thinking. Or at least try to stop thinking. Maybe I just need to...

[To go for another kiss, apparently. That's a lot better than thinking.]

[That is certainly better. Oliver is also going to settle his hands on Ginsberg's ass, and see if that helps things along as well.]

[Well, he's not going to complain about being groped. It is, however, going to make him a little squirmy, because of course it is -- but then, Oliver probably also won't be complaining about having a squirmy naked guy in his lap.]

[No, that's hardly something that seems worth complaining about. Hands trails up and down his back, trying this best at soothing him. He certainly seems eager now, but he's also wound tight as anyone can get, which isn't exactly preferable. So he keeps touching him, smoothing hands up and down his torso.]

less than forever hopefully

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