[If he's gotta eat lube, at least make it lube that had the possibility of ingestion in mind when it was marketed... Not as important, though, as he settles his hands around Rover's hips and lets his gaze wander up to the ceiling. Hmm...

It's not...news, really. Even if their systems get noisier over time, he'd already figured it was something more like an extended stress than a ramping up of sensation, and aside from needing a quick cooldown, they were more or less the same before, during, and after. But still, he feels a bit disappointed.]

Matters to me. I mean, maybe it's fucking dumb because I know it's impossible, but I want to make you feel good. Like...how you make me feel. It's no fucking good if I can't please my partner in return, is it? [Ah...] Not that it's gotta be sex. I'll do pretty much anything, if you got any ideas, just...

[they were talking about what they were talking about, so sex is definitely the biggest thing on his mind for this.]