Vasquez gives an amused snort when Sweeney asks if he's joking, cocking his head to the side because it's obvious to him that he'd been joking. He puts out the last of his cigarette as he drifts closer to the bed, making a point as he cups his groin with a palm, making a face when nothing at all hurts.
"I think there are some things that I can't do that I did before," he says pedantically, his eyes sliding to Sweeney's lips and the cigarette. "You want me to kiss that better?" he asks with a smirk. "I have no problem with women, but I'm not one," is his reply.
Crawling back onto the bed, he stretches out still-long limbs as he grabs hold of Sweeney's shoulders for leverage, leaning above him. "We should get drunk," he insists, a determined look in his eye at the idea, despite the early hour.
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Date: 2017-11-24 07:48 pm (UTC)"I think there are some things that I can't do that I did before," he says pedantically, his eyes sliding to Sweeney's lips and the cigarette. "You want me to kiss that better?" he asks with a smirk. "I have no problem with women, but I'm not one," is his reply.
Crawling back onto the bed, he stretches out still-long limbs as he grabs hold of Sweeney's shoulders for leverage, leaning above him. "We should get drunk," he insists, a determined look in his eye at the idea, despite the early hour.