"Not to be jerked off in a car!"

"You picked the time and place to say that, and I don't see you objecting!"

"I'm not in fact objecting!" agrees Theo.

"Would you object if I helped myself, too?" he asks, unzipping his own pants again with his right hand.

Theo snorts. "Feel free."

He does.

"We're probably pretty close."

"Does that mean I should stop or accelerate?"

"Probably stop." He looks around a bit. "I don't think I have anything around to clean up with."

Sadde looks at him for a second. "How sure are you of this?" he asks, and before Theo can answer, unbuckles his seat belt and... well, goes down.

"– Apparently," says Theo, pausing as Sadde goes down, "not sure enough."

Sadde's mouth is too full to form a reply.

Gosh oh no whatever will Theo do.

… Sadde is actually rather good at this.

Yes. Yes he is. He has lots of experience plus a mouth and two hands.

It won't take all that long, in that case. Which is fortunate, since, nearby.

Not long indeed.

And in fact it doesn't take that long. Theo manages to keep the vehicle going steady just fine, though.

Sadde zips Theo and himself back up (he's not done, because he'd actually have no way to clean himself up) and straightens up, licking his lips like the cat who got the cream.

Rather.

It doesn't take long before they're there – Theo smirks at Sadde a bit along the way – and then it's time to save some lives.

It is!

The hospital has: sick people.

Sick people get healed, provided they have the right types of injuries or illnesses that Sadde and Theo are pretty sure his blood will help with…

One of them is pretty close to death. And is awake.

Okay well he goes and consults with Sadde and – "Should I just feed them anyway, be careful and hope they don't see me?"

"...maybe you should let them."

"And, just, let the rumors grow a bit, have someone with a better description to give to the media? I'm not sure if we're still prioritizing keeping things quiet."