Kyle shrugs, cheeks pink. "It's normal for there to be like, times that are less mind blowing in long term relationships," he says.

His blush only deepens, partly out of embarrassment and partly because watching Quentin is hot. "Second date," he admits. "I. Wanted to try it to see if I liked it. I was figuring a lot of stuff out at the time."

He snickers a little bit because Quentin is ridiculous, but he does as he's told and shuffles up. One of his hands rests on Quentin's shoulder, the other pulling at the sheets.

"Okay," he whispers. "Then. Uhm. Whatever position you want. I want you to be... oh, yeah. Uhm. Comfortable."