...rich people. "Sure, if you'll also pay the checked-bag fee, airlines are the worst." 

"Sorry, I don't know how airplanes work, my life can be pretty neatly divided into 'too poor to fly anywhere' and 'can borrow my cofounder's private plane.'"

"Makes sense." He nuzzles Lev's shoulder. "Anyway. It's awesome, thank you." 

"You're welcome." Lev kisses her.

Mmm. Kissing is nice, kissing is easy. He misses Marlo already. 

"You can go back to your room whenever you want some time alone," Lev says, "although of course I'd be happy to spend as much time with you as you want."

"I don't need time alone just yet but I'll keep that in mind." 

"I'm sorry I'm-- kind of bad at people."

"It's okay. You're doing fine." 

"I haven't actually ever had, uh. Friends."

"Well, I like talking to you, so." 

"Thank you. --I realize you're just saying that because I'm paying you but it's still nice."

"I mean, it's also true, talking to you about books and math is fun." 

"Thank you." He touches Luna's hair. "I really do just want you to be happy."

What the hell do you say to that. He is so not qualified for this. 

He pets Lev's hair and says "You're a sweetheart." 

Lev kisses her, gentle and sweet.

This he is qualified for; he kisses Lev back, just as sweet. 

"I want to make you feel good."

What the hell do you say — 

"I'm glad." 

He kisses Luna's cheek, kisses down her neck, and bites one of the places he bit before.

He moans when Lev bites him, puts his hand on Lev's hair. 

"Can I-- uh, I was going to say blow you, but then I didn't want you to feel self-conscious about your genitals, but 'eat you out' is kind of ambiguous--"

"You can just call it my dick. And maybe we should go back to your room first?" 

"Okay." He kisses her again. 

Then they can kiss and go back to Lev's room!