[ those words are like a little jolt to the system, milo's hips pressing forward once more now that he's been given explicit permission and consent. there is a lot they don't know about mat, about where he came from, and the last thing he wants is to take something away from him that he isn't sure he's even giving over. but this. this is good. ]

I – I definitely want to have sex with you, [ he groans against mat's mouth. ] Just. Just gimme one s–

[ he likes this, rutting against each other like that, but his jeans are starting to hurt so he has to. he has to roll onto one side for a second, fumble with his jeans so he can tug them down his hips, at least enough to relieve himself of that annoying pressure, his hard length clearly visible in his underwear. ]

You. [ he kisses his temple. ] You want to be in me or me in you?