"What, Q? It's cute! Like you. Plus it's like James Bond-y. Or Star Trek-y." Is he babbling a little? Yes.

Kyle kisses Quentin again once he's got that pillow under him. He runs his slick fingers up the insides of Quentin's thighs, edging up high towards his ass before withdrawing to tease over his shaft.

Kyle sits back again to get more lube, then presses up close once again. This time a finger gently circles Quentin's hole.

"Good?"