Tuck chuckled and he bent his head to rest it on top of Will's. He was so content here, quiet in their little kitchen. Flora trotted over and laid down with a whumph, her chin resting on Will's knee. He didn't have a gag reflex because his ability to get money to buy drugs had very much relied on his lack of a gag reflex... But saying that would drag down the mood. And he was warm and safe and happy. God, he was just so happy.
"I've sucked a lot of cocks," he said instead, and then he wasn't sure that was entirely the right thing to say either. "No one I'd rather get down on my knees for though," he said warmly. "You make me feel so safe. Safe enough to strut around like a fucking peacock, showing off," he laughed. "My life got so much better the second you kissed me."