"I'll remember that then." Mike nodded, he'd have to think about it - what was there he needed, wanted, to know about Harvey's past. For the moment he was more interested in Harvey's present than anything else. And more than happy to wait on the rest.
It settled Mike, made him relax, made it easier to breathe and just be with Harvey on top of him like this. So often there was something going on in Mike's head, little facts and information buzzing through, he'd long since learned to ignore it, to pick out what was really important, little things he could add to a conversation, most of it going by without a second though. But with Harvey there on top of him there was really only one thing on his mind, and it was a relief.
Mike let his fingers wander down the line of Harvey's spine, rising and falling with each small dip of bone beneath the skin, until he came to the top of the towel where it still lay around Harvey's waist, and he started back up again, learning the lines of Harvey's back, committing them to memory.
Shuddering at the way Harvey ground into him, Mike pressed his lips together for a moment before licking them and looking up at Harvey. He might be accused of being a teenager fairly often, but he wasn't. "With other guys, just messing around." Mike nodded. "I'm not actually some sort of blushing virgin if that's what you're wondering."