"You're good. Keep asking me things that you know will make me forfeit." Ash bites his neck where his shoulder meets. "I have no fucking shame." His playful smile fades and he looks his husband in the eyes. "I'm embarrassed by every relationship I have had where I settled. Where I tolerated being treated in ways that hurt me because I was desperate to have what other people had. Shit, I justified the way I let people treat me. I didn't ever think someone could love me like you do so I just took whatever came my way and I tried so hard to make those relationships work even when they were destroying me."

"I like the way you think about it. That these mistakes brought me here. To you." He believed in destiny. That some things just are and nothing you can do will change it. Eventually it would happen. Ash feels that way about their relationship. "We were inevitable."

"You're wrong. We still would have made it here. Even if you had gone after him." Ash knew that in his heart, didn't doubt it for a second. "This was happening long before either of us dared to admit it."

His lips brush his husbands in a soft, sweet kiss. "I was drawn to you from the moment we met. Nothing, not even you being involved with someone else, was going to stop it. Told you before, it's science." The tip of his nose bumps against Ganymede's and he smiles. "Love, much like quantum entanglement, is an invisible force that binds us, affects us regardless of distance, and is affected by our mutual attention and intention."

"Mmmmm, it's sexy when you say things like quantum entangled." He teases before kissing him again. And again. Buzzing from the weed, a little warm and tipsy from the booze, he is loving the lazy touching and kissing while they talk. "You won't ever be without it. Whatever you need or want from me, it's yours."

"I think it's sexy when you breathe." His lips bump along his jaw and down his neck. Hands slide under his shirt and push it up his chest and then over his head. Ash finds his favorite spot, where his neck and shoulder meet, and bites gently. The warm, tan skin is rolled between his teeth and sucked with enough force to leave a mark.

"Of course I am going to leave a mark. Lots of them." That skin was back between his teeth. This time he applied more pressure, letting his sharpened canines appear and gently poke at his skin.

"Marking." He mumbled. Repositioning his mouth he bit another mark into his skin. "You're mine."

"See me like what?" His eyes open as he looks up at Ganymede. They are bright and gold. "What can you feel?"

"After I found out about your scars and how you got them I was scared to let you see that side of me." He bumps his nose against the end of his loves. "I never wanted you to look at me and feel afraid." Ash cups his face and brushes his thumbs under his dark eyes. "Your eyes are so fucking beautiful."

"Promise?" That was one of his biggest fears. Ganymede being afraid of him, of what he is.

Ash kisses him between his eyes and sighs softly. "Good. I love every damn thing about you. You should too."

"You better see yourself like I do. I have perfect vision and incredible taste." His lips brushed over the bridge of his nose and he sighed. "And I'm completely obsessed with you and these god damn freckles."

"I better recount. Just to make sure." There is a soft whimper when their lips meet. God he loves the way he kisses. "Let me show you how much I love you." When he kisses him again it's with heat and hunger. His hands slide into his hair to tilt his head and deepen the embrace.