"Maybe." That was a good hiss. He does it again. 

…Lev has issues about this. Sasha shouldn't push. He stops. 

(He stopped because you're ugly and he can't stand touching you--)

"You can. Keep touching me. If you want."

Oh, good. He goes back to mapping Lev's chest with his fingertips. 

"Sorry," he says, "you usually don't want me to, didn't want to push." 

He hisses and sighs. "I just came and now I'm less scared of things? Hormones, maybe."

Also, if he already fucked up one thing, he might as well get touched at the same time.

Sasha makes a soft noise and kisses him. "You're good." Can he get him to make that sound again? Let's find out. 

He totally can! 

Good. Then he will just keep doing that. 

He literally physically can't get hard again but if he could he probably would be right now. 

"You're so beautiful."

He kisses him again. "You're lovely." 

They can cuddle for a while but eventually the pilot announces that they're about to land and they have to put on clothes.

This is somewhat regrettable but probably for the better, because Sasha's sex drive literally cannot handle any more today. 

He's never actually been to New York before; the sight is completely new to him. 

Lev has been to New York a lot but it feels new again watching Sasha discover it.

It's — cities aren't unfamiliar, he lived in San Francisco, but the scale is brand-new; this is bigger and shinier and more than anywhere he's ever been. 

He keeps glancing back at Lev. 

Lev is watching him and grinning.

"Isn't New York amazing?"

"It is," and he's smiling wide enough that it kind of hurts. "I want to go everywhere right now immediately but also I want to sleep for a week." 

"We can stay in New York as long as you want! We can look at the entire Met!"

"We can!" 

Obviously the thing to do right now is hug Lev. 

"--To be clear, looking at the entire Met would be a full-time job for like two weeks."

"And we could if we wanted to!" 

"We could!"

They pull up at the Library Hotel. 

"A hotel organized like a library, with rooms that correspond to sections of the Dewey Decimal system" is a delightful concept. Sasha is very obviously delighted by it. 

"I didn't know whether you'd like Erotic Literature or Poetry better so I got both!"

"You know you could have just asked," but he kisses Lev's cheek before he says "poetry." 

"If I had asked it wouldn't be a surprise!"

He hugs Lev again, and then actually no really he is going to collapse if he doesn't sleep.