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*fishmouthing* What, wait, what... Tyyyyler?

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Yes, Reid was, for once in a very rare while, behind with things. He hadn't even realized how much, yet, too caught up in the now to try catching up and figuring things out.

"Yes, Ty?" Giggling and wiggling, very much, and tickling back, and really, actually maneuvering them haphazardly (Tyler was good at knowing where and how to tickle him, too!) towards the bed. Where he'd try to flop down on, on top of Tyler and pinning his arms under him...

... but that didn't work out, exactly.

They still found themselves pressed close and face against face with relatively minimum jostling into each other, and that was its own kind of win, right?

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"You're a brat." Tyler laughed, and meant to say something more except, mm, bed. And, mm. Pressed up against Reid and that needed more kissing, so he did. And grabbed Reid's wrists, lightly, then slid his hands up to palm-to-palm, lacing fingers.

And more kissing. Now that they at least temporariyl couldn't tickle.

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"Anytime for you, baby boy." Smirk, big wide smirk at that. And then eyelashes fluttering at what Tyler did with their hands, fingers lacing and holding back, though.

A heartbeat's pause, and then he kissed back, and it was different yet again. Softer and longer, and eyes just a little wide again, between kisses.

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Soft kisses, long and not as deep as before, but no less heartfelt. This was the kind of kiss that was meaning something, conveying something that probably wasn't for right now. Too much.

But still, he felt it, so he tried to let him know it. With kisses.

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Reid got it. Not in words or concepts in his mind, no. But it was his turn to feel his belly clench, tight, and his thumb to brush along the back of Tyler's hand, the other hand slipping free only to slip-slide along the --

-- along his boyfriend's back. Resting on his neck, fingertips lightly into his hair. And more kissing.

And because Reid was Reid, between kisses he blinked at him, and smirked. "Let me know if I'm going too fast or anything, right?"