"I'd like that." For the record, he'd liked having sex with Junior, too. But just talking would be nice as well. He slid himself to the end of the bed, kissing Junior before standing and heading to the bathroom to find a washcloth to clean themselves off with.

Over his shoulder, he said, "If I ever don't answer, it's because I'm working, or I'm in stasis or something." He brought the now damp washcloth back into the bedroom and knelt in front of Junior to begin wiping him clean. "But I promise I'll call you back."