Qeya River Love me do

The boy rolled over when Lennon moved from his position over him, pressing against the other's side. He tucked himself into Lennon's flank, taking up his earlier grooming of his partner again. Ali continued this in silence for a few minutes, lost in his own thoughts. Their play had come to an unsatisfying halt, and the boy found himself wanting. But the words for this were lost to him in his nervousness.
Lennon, I... The boy swallowed hard, voice lowering to a whisper with the next words. Do you want to--
He stopped, both from shame snd growing anxiety. Was it too forward to ask? Too soon? Ali didn't know-- he only knew how he felt.