[Kailas hadn't believed that Ikenna would accept his invitation, not even for a hot second. The man was far too meticulous in all of his actions to allow for it. Still, it had been a thought--just a vague scheme concocted in order to keep the intoxicating man close, and to eventually hold him as closely as possible within him, with no barriers to inhibit their intimate contact.
Luckily, he's not that hung up on the idea. “Things” had their benefits, after all. At least clean-up would be minimal. He'd be able to spend time like this with Ikenna immediately afterward—skin-to-skin, warm and cool frames mingling so closely together.
Kailas emits a breathy laugh.] Just this once. [he says with a knowing smile. He intertwines their fingers and squeezes Ikenna’s hand gently, before carefully releasing it.] ... And make it quick. I don't like being cold.