Mm, I did. And where did that get me? [He pointed out, tone still light though there was an edge of seriousness. He glanced over at Dodger out of the corner of his eye, too lazy this time to turn his head.]
I did not mind when your fingers got hot. It felt... [not nice, definitely not nice, that wasn't the word he wanted]... good. Very good.
[He rolled further onto his side so he could look into Dodger's eyes as they spoke, hoping he'd maybe glean something from his reactions or expressions that, perhaps, Dodger would not say out loud. The young man still confused him.]
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I did not mind when your fingers got hot. It felt... [not nice, definitely not nice, that wasn't the word he wanted]... good. Very good.
[He rolled further onto his side so he could look into Dodger's eyes as they spoke, hoping he'd maybe glean something from his reactions or expressions that, perhaps, Dodger would not say out loud. The young man still confused him.]