"--I was taught, uh, a lot of things. About what I shouldn't do before I got married because if I do them my wife will be sad and I won't be able to love her as deeply and such. And I tried to do them as best as I could and I'm-- not perfect but I'm better than average? And then I ran into you and Raine and it seems like all the mes in alternate universes are not doing that at all and. Are loved. And I was not really. So I am, uh, wondering if the things I was taught were as accurate as I was led to believe and I felt like I needed to, um. Test."

".....that might be the most Lev thing I've ever heard." 

In the room is a bed, and also some other things, but mostly a bed. 

"Is there anything specific you'd want to try, or —" 

"...........well the other me reminded me that you were supernaturally good at sex and, um. I was like 'even if everything I was taught was right then having sex once won't hurt me that much and there's a lot I can learn from it' but I think probably having sex with someone who is supernaturally good at sex could hurt me because I might be comparing all the sex I have in the future to it and. Um."

"I can do my best to tone it down if you're worried about it but I don't — the way in which I am supernaturally good at sex works really strongly on story logic? 'I had sex with a guy and he regretted it for the rest of his life because nobody else could compare' would be a really bad story, and really bad stories don't want to happen around me. If that makes any sense which it probably doesn't." 

Maybe they should be sitting on the bed. Maybe Sasha should be hugging Lev, on the bed. 

"...at least they were wrong about how likely it was that cuddles would make me get carried away and have sex without meaning to."

"That is not really a thing that happens, no. Sometimes people make bad choices but even so they mean to make them, and they don't make them around me unless it would be a good story. Which with you it very much wouldn't." 

"Well, I mean, I might have, with Raine, except that she didn't want to."

Maybe they should be lying down on the bed and Lev should have his head on Sasha's shoulder.

What a good plan. Sasha puts his hand on Lev's hair. 

"Milliways would have poofed you away from each other and given you clothes like it did to my Lev, I'm pretty sure." Lev's hair is soft. "Do you mean to now?" 

"Well, I am lying with you in a bed."

"That's true." Sasha debates whether to explain to explain the vague feeling that it would make a better story for Lev's first to be the kind of person who checks even when he's almost entirely sure, and elects not to, and kisses Lev's forehead instead. 

"That's nice," he says. "... I have no idea what I'm doing at all."

"'S okay. You don't have to." 

Maybe they should be kissing on the mouth now. 

Whimper.

"You're doing good," very softly, and then back to kissing, and Sasha threads one hand through Lev's hair and deliberately doesn't pull on it yet. 

Having thoughts is really very difficult. 

He feels so warm and safe and happy and needed and wanted and--

"Good boy," he whispers, and tugs gently on Lev's hair. 

He is good, he's doing well, Sasha is proud of him-- he hisses when Sasha tugs at his hair and reaches up and threads his hands through Sasha's hair and tugs it questioningly--

"You can pull harder than that," and he pulls harder on Lev's, just barely at the point of it actually being painful. 

"I don't want to hurt--"

And then Sasha actually pulls his hair and he forgets entirely what he was saying because he's Sasha's and Sasha can hurt him as much as he wants and he's going to be so good and he's going to make Sasha so happy and--

Mmm he's going to keep doing that; he pulls gradually harder and harder and whispers "Good boy" between kisses. 

--he's so good he's Sasha's good boy Sasha can hurt him as much as he wants because he belongs to Sasha he's never been this turned on in his life--

"Yours?" he says.

"Yeah. Mine." 

"...I am not complaining but why do I feel like this?"

Forehead kiss. 

"Subspace, probably? You're doing really well, I mean it."