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[ it's not that it's the wrong thing, it's just that blitzø is a whole goddamn mess when it comes to anything even remotely emotionally... serious. and he likes this unspoken thing he seems to have going on with angel. potentially making it more complicated by taking all of the excuses out of it - oh, angel just needed somewhere to crash for a night, or oh, angel just needed a ride and i had nothing better to do, etc. - just seems like it would be stamping a death sentence on the whole thing. in blitzø's experience, anyway.

but that's a conversation for another time, or more realistically - never.

blitzø's already moved past the moment anyway, comfortable falling into flirting and dirty talk. it's not exactly where he thought this night would go, all things considered, but if angel's comfortable, then - well, blitzø's not going to complain. he practically skitters up onto the couch, quick and agile, and perches behind angel, peering over his shoulder at him like some kind of feral gargoyle. ]

Come on, that's not fair. You're a professional, uh - cum - a professional. [ great job, real smooth. blitzø laughs though. ] Whatever, delivery guy's probably seen worse.