"You're so fucking easy, love, but as much as I'd love to watch you wank, Mum might kill us both if she finds us," he said, smiling, although he probably would have laughed, if the feel of the pain hadn't stopped him.
"You were waiting and now I'm awake and you don't have to be completely bored. I'll sleep later; I promise, and I have the entire night to sleep." At least he hoped that by then they could give him pain potions.
He squeezed Malcolm's hand, the only movement he could do without pain. "I want you. You know that. My boyfriend... how can I not want you here?"