[ he does gasp, just a little. it was unexpected but so, so welcomed. placing a hand on robert's wrist, he squeezes just the tiniest bit in appreciation. yes, yes - this is what he was craving. robert's soft lips, his warm hands - making out in his damn truck with soft gasps and slight mewls -

his ankle is fucking killing him and that's still not enough to turn him off. this man has to stop calling him baby because it's doing something to him.

his baby. robert's. fuck. ]

Just thought I'd court ya properly.

[ it's true - he wanted to treat robert like the fucking king he is for once and wine and dine him all damn proper. without the stuffiness. and also more outdoors sex because they're awful exhibitionists. ]

Wanted our first real date to set up what I got in store for ya, as long as you'd want me.

[ and craig expects them to be together for a long fucking time. he can't envision anyone else waking up next to him, can't envision anyone else kissing river's face and talking to her like a grown adult, can't imagine anyone else he'd rather stay up with in the distant future whenever briar and hazel inevitably try to sneak out.

just the thought leaves him melting, sighing as he rests his head on robert's shoulder. there's relief, knowing robert truly is just as smitten as he is. that regardless, he still wants to be with craig's cheesy ass. ]

... Hey, Robert?