“You know Miguel,” Alonzo drawls, beginning a short and wholly unexpected conversation. “I’ve noticed something.” He pauses briefly to brand a favoured and particularly sensitive area of Miguel’s hip. He was fond of doing that, even though he knew nobody else was going to be seeing it.(Nobody else had better be seeing it.)
“What’s that? I’m ticklish?” A slightly breathless reply follows, once Miguel realizes someone is talking.
“No, not that.” Alonzo returns to darken the mark on Miguel’s hip which generates a small smile and a private consideration of getting Miguel to tattoo his name there.
“For a straight boy you get your dick sucked by another guy an awful lot.”
“Bite me –ah!”
Alonzo laughs quietly to himself for a moment.
“Oh, I’m sorry, you want me to kiss it and make it better?” Alonzo asks, voice rife with mock-innocence.
“…yes.”