[He takes that invitation greedily as it's given, one hand on the back of Noh-Varr's head as the other, still around his waist, urges him toward the bed with Garrus. Maybe he'll never kiss like someone with lips, but the fact that Noh-Varr still wants his attempts means he's doing something right.]
Really like having you with me. In case you didn't already know that. You wanted to talk, or...
[Or, and, he'll take whatever Noh-Varr wants to share with him right now.]
[ He allows himself to be led. Garrus' bunk is comfortable, warm and almost familiar by now. ]
I just want to be with you. Hold you.
[ It's an offer, even if it's a selfish one. He wants to bask in some undivided attention. He'll give it in return, of course, but there's something about lying curled up with someone and listening to them breathe...it's especially comforting when it's Garrus, and those deep subharmonic tones make his chest tremble, like a purr. He settles against Garrus' regulation-issue pillow, shifting against the wall to let the turian have the most space. ]
[He yanks the privacy curtain shut behind them before scooting in nice and close and pulling the blankets up over them. Sure, the rover's a comfortable temperature, but Garrus wants to feel cozy with his lover. It's times like these when he doesn't mind the smaller beds too much - there's no option but being close. Garrus' voice is low, as are his subharmonics, rumbling deep in his chest with affection and desire.]
We should do this more often.
[His gloves get yanked off and dropped off the top of the bed so he can run his talons lightly along Noh-Varr's scalp. It's easily become one of his favorite things to do, in part because he knows Noh-Varr likes it.]
Just... being.
[Doing is good. Doing is great, even, but there's something precious about these sorts of moments that make it a relationship instead of just good sex. The words get a little slower but no less warmer or less rumbly.]
Maybe not to the exclusion of other things. As well as.
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[He takes that invitation greedily as it's given, one hand on the back of Noh-Varr's head as the other, still around his waist, urges him toward the bed with Garrus. Maybe he'll never kiss like someone with lips, but the fact that Noh-Varr still wants his attempts means he's doing something right.]
Really like having you with me. In case you didn't already know that. You wanted to talk, or...
[Or, and, he'll take whatever Noh-Varr wants to share with him right now.]
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I just want to be with you. Hold you.
[ It's an offer, even if it's a selfish one. He wants to bask in some undivided attention. He'll give it in return, of course, but there's something about lying curled up with someone and listening to them breathe...it's especially comforting when it's Garrus, and those deep subharmonic tones make his chest tremble, like a purr. He settles against Garrus' regulation-issue pillow, shifting against the wall to let the turian have the most space. ]
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[He yanks the privacy curtain shut behind them before scooting in nice and close and pulling the blankets up over them. Sure, the rover's a comfortable temperature, but Garrus wants to feel cozy with his lover. It's times like these when he doesn't mind the smaller beds too much - there's no option but being close. Garrus' voice is low, as are his subharmonics, rumbling deep in his chest with affection and desire.]
We should do this more often.
[His gloves get yanked off and dropped off the top of the bed so he can run his talons lightly along Noh-Varr's scalp. It's easily become one of his favorite things to do, in part because he knows Noh-Varr likes it.]
Just... being.
[Doing is good. Doing is great, even, but there's something precious about these sorts of moments that make it a relationship instead of just good sex. The words get a little slower but no less warmer or less rumbly.]
Maybe not to the exclusion of other things. As well as.