Peter's fingers curled in and out against Bobby's scalp as he continued touching and exploring and pressing his mouth against Peter's skin. None of it felt rushed really, forward maybe, but Peter didn't mind that, he wouldn't have kissed Bobby in the first place if he had.
It was something Peter struggled with too, if he was being honest, the idea of combining his life with someone who wasn't all hoped up on spider juice or something like that, he wanted to be able to keep MJ safe, he'd felt that way in every relationship he'd had. The overwhelming need to be fully responsible for someone else's safety, but MJ knew what she had been signing on to - and that was the important thing. She had the chance to make an informed decision.
And he hoped that was something Bobby was able to find, someone who got to make an informed decision for him and chose him too.
"I think you've done a very good job of making that clear," He teased. "I live here, you know." He reminded Bobby, like that fact might have slipped his mind, "We don't have to do this out here in the open, where anyone could walk by." The image of Miles walking by, or Carol, or god Tony. That would be too much.