[ as soon as he finishes riding out his orgasm his hips still and he accepts the kiss. he doesn't make a move to pull out and instead simply buries his face in the back of sunday's neck to begin the arduous task of trying to catch his breath. ] Have you tried seeing if you could control you dreams here? Or dreamwalk...? Because maybe we could mess around in our dreams... [ even if it's not as impressive as what sunday was capable of back home. also, he'll feel kaveh's dick twitch with interest at the mention of eggs and his heart hammers against his back at the mention of a home. ]

I wouldn't want you to live in there forever. I prefer you out here with me. But now and then... playing into the perfect fantasy is fun. I want your eggs and your home so bad, Sunday. Love you so much.