"Yeah," he said to the first part, not wanting to think to hard on that either. Zev would be gone, and that poked at his heart more than he wanted it to as well.

He leaned down and kissed him deep, his hands running up and down his sides, thumbs rolling over his nipples and then slid behind him to wander down his spine and rub at that fifth port spot once more.

"Who said this had to be a quickie?" He hummed, pressing his hips down flush to FDRs, slowly grinding against him.